To be worked upon... Whats in a name? What would you make of me if I would tell you my name, age and where I live, would it be read just because we give credit to written word? If so does it explain people's need to throw out mindless clichés for the sake of fitting in with those unbefitting? I am merely myself in as clear a way I can be, I am old enough to know what it is to be young yet young enough to not see the cynisism that is reserved to the old and weary. I am creative to the part where creativity parts from twisting on anothers thought. Who I am, I cant write down, for conversation is the foreplay of knowing... If any of those words sparked your interest how about some meaning to it? I guess I am for all intents and purposes "different" (and yes the debate goes we all are) however I think most people view my point of view (POV from henceforth) rather shocking or irritating, some of it might be truthfully so but in most part I think its the frustration of realising I do what they couldn't. I'm a professional writer, and you might have seen my work without knowing (or caring). I can blast off a lot of steam in the Pub, which is quite the state of normality I believe. However apart from those mediocre habits I'm proud and yet bewildered to say that I visited more countries then I have years of life spent. My world view is rather extensive so I'll leave that as an option for those who dare comment or ask about it.
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