Experiencing Experiments

This is a book for thinkers, for people that don't mind an unfinished product. This is a book of thoughts and rants, the three A.M. conversations you want to have with your best friend, song lyrics that come into mind when you're sad, and sappy poetry to make you cringe. This is a collection of erratic short stories with characters I have wanted to be. This is my mind in its scattered ways, the kind of thoughts that enter your mind in a long shower. There isn't a plot, there isn't a permanent protagonist, there isn't even an intentional theme. There is my mind when it is sad and happy and nostalgic, there is my mind when it is the hardest to understand. I write for people in my life, but mostly for myself and the experience that comes with writing down a bit of me. This is not a book that is all of who I am, but it is the parts of me that are the ugliest, the most dingy and gritty, and the shiniest and most glamorous parts, too. There is no real beginning or end, some of it won't make sense to everyone.

I write this for the sake of experiencing experiments.