October 29, 2011
I'm lucky to be alive. Sometimes it doesn't feel quite that way, but I know deep down that it's true. Life isn't like 100 words - statements have to ring true forever, stand the test of time. I can think, feel, say whatever I want here and it only has to be true for that one moment. Not that it will disappear, but I don't have to answer for it. So long as I keep my identity a secret, so long as I remain anonymous. This is a refuge because even if my boss is reading he's not aware it's me.