"Hello" is all I could say, and all I ever will.

The past few nights I've tried to write something here, something meaningful, something heartfelt, but it just didn't work. The words just wouldn't materialize. I now have realized my inhibiting mistake; I wasn't quite drunk enough. Oh, and what other word in the language we speak could be more egocentric than "inhibiting"? The only vowel is "I". I thought that would be more clever than it turned out to be.

(I didn't really)

So now praise be the fact that I'm drunk now.

Right!

Right?

The reason for doing anything is to win the love and adoration of people.
Such is the reason I haven't written things here lately.
It's not that I don't want love and adoration.
It's just that I don't have that winning spirit.

Sometimes I like to look at myself in the mirror.
It's not that I'm vain or anything;
I just like to remember how I could've been if I hadn't gone the way I've gone. Me staring at who I could've been, or who I can't be, now.

Do you ever wonder what a mirror shows when it's placed parallel to another mirror?
Me too.

If you're reading this right now, then you must really love me.
Really, you must, and if you're reading this, and if you love me, then I have no more words for you, because I couldn't possibly think of any-of-a-number-of-words to express my gratitude to you for loving me.

Good thing no one's reading this.