All right... I guess I have something to say, so I better get it out now, while I'm still kind of in the mood and before my rational suppression mechanisms set in and make me postpone this indefinitely. Again.
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For me it's basically the same, but I guess to me, the cell I've built around me, is not comfortable at all, but still this outweighs the horrors of the outside world. So that means that this outside boulevard of acute discomfort first has to turn into the yellow brick road to fulfillment for me to actually even dare leaving my dungeon (not the kind of dungeon that dragons tend to consider comfy)
Then again, of course my view from inside could also just be distorted by the layers surrounding me while looking out. I suppose that's where rationality fails and leaves room for the eerie extistence and reality as it happens to be today. Maybe a nosedive into the frightening anti-void is the best chance to take.
(btw, you're single? Weird, I find you quite a steal. Smart, witty and friendly and great for conversations (not only math ;))
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You're actually the third person suggesting that I should be more active and get moving on out... the questions that remain for me are where and how.
Also, thanks for the compliment. Unfortunately it seems as though not a lot of people share your opinion enough to be interested in me...
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From what several people told me, my leopard was exactly my cure for the very same symptoms you described.
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