Well, I'm okay Nick. Full of people. Rather bustling...about average, I'd say.
That's good to hear, world. I think I'll talk to you later.
I think I have a tendency to fall in love with a particular convention. These days it's dialogue. Occasionally it's...ellipses. Sometimes I have a tend. to abbr. things, creating my own little shorthand. Sadly, I don't think it's my skills evolving, just me focusing on something new and weird.
It all boils down to an existential crisis involving my identity and my role in the world. Really, it's the stuff of epics, utterly fascinating. If my life was a book I'd imagine millions would want to read it. Mostly because the world couldn't imagine that someone so humble and insightful could be so young. I mean, he's saying things that no one on Earth has ever brought up before.
I may be pragmatic, but at least I'm a realist. I mean, how many struggling internet writers can make that particular claim to fame? Didn't think so.
Well, world, I'm feeling kind of sick and my throat is all scratchy, so I might turn in now.
But Nick, half of me is all sunny and warm! Don't you want to stay up a bit and chat?
You know I'd love to, world...but I'm just beat right now. I'm surprised I'm even up right now. You take care, world. There are some people in Australia and Japan that probably need your attention right now.