So I was talking with a friend today (IM'ing actually, I cannot believe that has finally entered my mind as "talking") and it occurred to me that writing is cathartic. On a logical level I know this, however I have always been so critical of my own work that I never get to the point of publishing anything. I simply edit it away into the ether. So here I am.
A couple of warnings. I am an Asshole American. You may not understand this right now, but believe me when I tell you, I am. Being American is something you are. It cannot be helped. I could have tempered it if I were in a position (mentally or financially) to be a world traveler, I am not. And I am an Asshole. I say this because I am a logical thinker and a passionate speaker trapped in one mind. I have the ability to be empathetic and cold at the same time. I do not care what you think, I can promise, I am right. I can only hope I am alive long enough to be proven so.
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