Happy to report, it is mostly me, myself, and I.
I just love spending time with myself, sometimes without a thought or two, sometimes marinating in imaginary scenarios, telling off hostile people or, in general, people I dislike. My mind is a weird little place, but it’s fun, so I am always in good company.
My mind manages to capture my imagination even when I have the company of other mortals. I am often told I look lost, and to them I am truly lost, but little do they know that my mind and I are usually engaged in a highly passionate discussion about the nihilism of Kafka.
I am not lost; I just love finding myself more.
Fingers in symphony 