My Closet

Dear Kevin, I'm going to be living in my closet for the next couple months. Can you believe that? I think I might go insane or something, or become totally unattached from this world. But I suppose that wouldn't be a bad thing. If you're looking for me I can be reached at this address, I check the mail occassionally. Don't forget to feed bruser. Lately it feels like I finally realized that I'm just a speck in the flippin sand of time. But at the same moment, it feels like I'm a huge skyscraper ripping through the clouds, diving into space and discovering the unknown. Somewhere there is a beginning and somewhere is the end. I don't know.. life is too much to think about it, thinking deep takes it out of you, and only some people are meant to think this way because they can depict it with words that rival geniuses. I for one, am not a genius... so I'm pretty much done trying to figure out the perversely uknown, and just sticking to what I do know. Hopefully it takes me to to those places I'm looking for. Hopefully...

Until I emerge from my vessell,
Your's Truly..

KMF