November 16, 2009
If you are reading this, send me a message. Say, "Hello, my name is so-and-so. What do you think about when you look at the stars?" Tell me who you think I am. Ask me anything. I will either tell the truth or tell a lie. I haven't decided yet. Ask me what my favorite taste is, my favorite time of day. Ask me why, who, what, when, where, how. Ask me why brown is prettier than pink, why a grey sky is as majestic as a blue one. Ask me why I love tulips. Just ask me.