Why would you want to know?
That has been my about me text for a long time.. “Why would you want to know?”.. Strange.. Now that I know.
The answer didn’t give me the satisfaction I wanted.. I wanted something else..
Some days I sit in place.. I just sit.. Sit, sit and sit.. Sit, sit, sit.. It’s strange how words sounds wrong if you repeat them.. Why doesn’t that apply to everything.. Say hi every time you meet someone and it becomes something you’re used to.. If you say hi multiple times it becomes weird.. That’s.. Weird.
This site made me realise that I am.. That.. I am.. Weird..
It’s not something I just say anymore.. It’s why people talked to me.. Interest.. Not knowing. It was the not knowing that made me someone to know..
 "Zuccinin")