Please read my About Me before reading my writing. The words I put down here are ever changing, and the way I feel about things are too. I write in the moment. Above all these thoughts are mine, but they are nice to share too.
His goal in life was to be an echo, the type of sound that floats around and then back down like a feather. But in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans no one could hear him, or anything at all (by to be an echo)
