i don't like displaying my mind, but instead of journaling i resorted to anonymous blogging.
how very sad that is.

i'm a cynic and a skeptic, not a poet
i feel invisible most of my day, but that's the way i like it
i like being alone. i don't like the feeling of attachment

the wind describes me best, and that's just how it is.

remember: beneath every cynic is a romantic- most likely an injured one (glenn beck)

my one regret in life is that i am not someone else (woody allen)

breezy