Bio

Hometown:	Planet X38TH
School:	is not for learning.
Employer:	I sell postcards outside a museum. Don't ask which one.

Do not ask me to explain myself. It's simply impossible to fully explain oneself--there are so many facets of my personality that it gets hard to choose. I am a fighter, I am a lover. I am intelligent, I am dumb. I am gorgeous, I am hideous. I am self-indulged, I am generous.

I am a writer, I observe the world and write down what I see. The world is my oyster, but its pressures have me in a stranglehold, until I cannot do anything but submerge myself in it.

I am an observer, a spectator of the human race. I believe that that is all I am. A face in the crowd, a brain behind the face, cells in the brain, atoms and molecules and organic matter and nothing else.

Isn't that all we ever are?