To the gravelly voice in my head, whose owner apparently doesn't know that I can hear everything he's thinking:
We've never been properly introduced, have we? Oh, this is awkward. I feel like I know you so well, yet you scarcely know a thing about me. ...Who am I? I'm a guy who had almost everything going for him. Maybe not in spades, but I had all the brains, looks, and graces that most people would need to get by. Now I'm staring down the barrel of 28, single, and struggling to force myself to keep up my part-time job.
Join me, won't you?, for thoughts and reflections at times wry, at times bitter, unbalanced, or downright unglued.
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