Here, I am a ghost, a shadow. In real life, I’m equally nondescript. I love to read my news instead of watch it. I sleep late sometimes. I live with large periods of unproductive time, followed by bursts of energy and productivity. I have not dusted my house in months. I’m a member of the logical fallacy patrol. I reserve the right to commit logical fallacy for the sake of art and hyperbole. I like a well-placed dig as long as it’s not mean-spirited. I like to come to your emotional rescue. I shoot from the hip. I chase the moonlight. I love Holland. I dream all the time. I think deeply, feel deeply, hurt deeply. I can blather for hours about the things that interest me. I will follow you out the door if you try to leave. I will apologize for my honest mistakes. I make great omelettes. I’d rather watch the movie with you, than read the book by myself. But I’d rather read the book with my head in your lap. I reserve the right to judge people who have power over me and my life, but I judge no one else. I want to matter. Just like you.