I am writing to ask you to stop studying me if that is what you are doing.
you see there is nothing to learn i assure you. i am quiet content as i am and i have a few pleasures in life and even if they might seem small to most, sitting at a cafe anonymously sipping what i hope is a good coffee while reading or perusing the net is one of them. I have spent much time on wasted distractions in fact if my life was a map all the blue on such map would equal the time that has been wasted on such things. i know now that i have lived the largest part of my life al ready, no i am not dying of some disease to my knowledge nor have i seen my future that has me getting hit my bus but i see things realistically and the largest time has passed. Just for the record the coffee here is bad. were was i? oh yes, to make it clear i have no time devoted to what ever you are offering, again none what so ever. if you are wondering, yes i am in love with you, perhaps it is the drops of paint on your shoes or the fact that you are covered in textures like corduroy and wool. do not get to excited on my way here i fell in love with a tree that's bark was so grey i found myself touching it, then as i parked the car i heard a woodpecker and confessed that i was in love with it too, oh and this song well yes i seem to love that too.. so you see i am fickle might i remind you of the blues on my map. good day.