February 28th, 2014
Adam's Experiment?
You told me to write, maybe because you want to hear all my thoughts, but I don't think so. I think this is because I am extremely annoying and you wanted me out of your hair. Oh well, it is rather fun to write. And now I don't pester anyone. So here I rant. Raaannnntttt.
Okay. Yea, I am not good at ranting under pressure. This letter/experiment you will eventually (Suposedly) read is merely whatever the heck pops into this head of mine. Which is alot sometimes. A lot....
Meh, when exactly are you reading this? Does this mean I should not mention some things that pop into my mind? Some things, you don't want to hear. Some things, are not meant to be heard. Do you have any of those? I have lots of those, wrapped up in a innocent gift box and buried in the depths of my soul.
What exactly is the point of this? I like writing, but seriously, I don't understand. This probably won't be very interesting so sorry to disappoint you. At least I'm not bugging anyone. Maybe I should just keep doing this, write every so often to check up on how my thoughts progress. You know, just let it all out? I could just keep it, give it to you when I feel it's done. Maybe it won't ever be done, I will just keep filling up pages, pointlessly letting thoughts go.
That actually sound like a wonerful Idea. My first addition, my introduction. So, Adam, or who ever is reading this. Let's see how all this plays out. It's gotta go somewhere. I'll record the chapters of my life. Keep this all updated, you know?
Anyway, it's late and your probably asleep, you lucky bastard. I won't go to sleep for a while now. I will just be thinking. You should think more.
~D.B.
