Its 11 on a friday night do you know where your kids are?

Meh. Or something.

Here in Salem we have LOADS of things to do. Eat. Sleep. Be scared. Imagine the possibilities.

So in conclusion I am bored as hell. And there is nothing to do, because there is no one in the hall. Difficulty.

So I went for a walk. In a rainstorm.

Naked.

Okay so not naked. But I didn't wear a rain coat! partial credit.

Or something.

I guess there is alot to talk about. There really is. I have alot of questions.

But mostly they are for myself.

Confused all over again. I guess there is more than one storm in town. Or is there? That's what is so bizzare. I am the greatest danger. I alone am the greatest threat. Because I do things like this. I sit and think about shit until I've turned it into something.

Else.

It's weird. Okay? I'm sorry. It's weird. Pardon me while I GROW or something. I just don't know what I'm supposed to do. What do you want from me? I can't just sit here and do NOTHING. I can't do that. I refuse to accept the fact that there isn't something wrong somewhere.

But I have to. If therewas I would know right? Right? The first of a million. Unanswered. And that they will stay. forever.

or so it seems.

But then, plato was a very wise man.

Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle
-Plato