Introduction.

I've never been the best at first impressions. 

& maybe that's the reason my mother put me up for adoption the moment I came out of the womb.

& maybe that's the reason I eat lunch alone in my car.

& maybe that's the reason why people are so so so insecure because they can't risk the chance of one knowing they aren't really what they're cracked up to be. 

& maybe that's the reason why none of that made any sense at all

& maybe here is when I shut up

I met a mountain man once, and his name was Sunny but he called himself the Nimble Nomad.

We talked about our strengths & weaknesses and life as we know it. 

We cried together & went our separate ways.

Hopefully we can do the same. 

First impressions are scary but it's for a grade so here I am.

That's probably the "wrong attitude" but it's true & aren't we supposed to write the truth on here?

At last we have a place to have the wrong attitude

My mom is calling me in for dinner

I'll pretend that her food tastes great

Kind of like how I'm pretending that I know what I'm saying.

Good night.