Ok so I'm coming more and more to the realization that I'm a wierd guy. I sing off-key in the shower at high levels, I like to cook in my drawers, I make wierd faces in the mirror before I start my day, and I have a strange obsession with marshmallows.
Often times I find that I'm left alone to my own thoughts. I have a small circle of ecletic chaps I connect and build with. We're all dreamers chasing a vision that others think as minimal and strange. I sit late at night lost in my thoughts of success and stability and what it has taken thus far to get to where I am. And it always feels that where I am is never enough.
I think I think too much and often feel I'm going insane. Oh well, I'm given another day to get things right and keep it together.
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