i imagine there is much work to be done concerning myself. actually, why am i even imagining. i already know the deal.
there is much, much work to be done.
when i became such as i am, i do not know. why i became such as i am, i May have the answer for that. but i'm not willing to explore that now.
for now just know that i'm hardened. i don't care about people the way i used too. i used to lose sleep over the problems of others. i used to strategically employ all the right words, sounds, action and emotion in general to solve them. i used to be able to feel what Billy, Sue & Bobby felt as if their soul had been transplanted to replace mine. i could really Love then.
and now?
well, i already told you.
