I write books and I want to learn every language that exists and I'm moderately strange. I'm a superhero. Everyone's favorite enabler. Collector of words and teller of tales. Comic genius. Casual observer. The Forgotten. Friend. Wanderer.
And you know what else? I'm completely mad.
So, really, there's not much about myself I can tell you.
Stick around and we'll see what else I can conjure up.
"She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city."
"It’s strange. I felt less lonely when I didn’t know you."
The Flies (Jean Paul Sartre)