What the heck...
Well, here you go livejournal: a deadjournal post just for you.
I walked the walk of a social person today. It felt alien in part, but really made my heart feel great. Funny, even as I felt the most at home in a Brookings social life, an email came to me telling me that I'm now a hard-part of the rumor mill. I just cannot talk to anyone about the past, ever. Ever ever ever. Nothing but perversion lies in that path.
Roar, cried the monster from tbe belly of the soul.
I walked the walk of a social person today. It felt alien in part, but really made my heart feel great. Funny, even as I felt the most at home in a Brookings social life, an email came to me telling me that I'm now a hard-part of the rumor mill. I just cannot talk to anyone about the past, ever. Ever ever ever. Nothing but perversion lies in that path.
Roar, cried the monster from tbe belly of the soul.