Although I love biking, particularly when letting go of the handle bars and zooming down steep roads. I love canoeing, too, and roller-balding, and walking far into oceans thoguh I cannot swim. I love reading thoguh I often fall asleep over my book. I crave friends and society, although simultaneously I hate people and wish to flee them when I encounter them often imaging them as moths or rats and imagining them in weird postures. The latter tells you that I am something of a scientist and perhaps I may be although I find that I am apt to think of myself in far better ways than I really am and construct my future in far better ways than it really is. I have, for instance, often told people that I am employed in wondrous works when I do nil of those jobs or sincerely...
Imagination -- the skein of my personality =- helps me as much as it trips me. I am alienated form my family. I consider them too eccentric, just as they consider me likewise eccentric. Eccentricity is a difficult phrase to determine. My favorite subjects are sociology and philosophy. Literature, of course too, but philosophy is the love of my life. I often find myself walking the streets talking to myself or suddenly whistling when an -- which I at least consider thoroughly original thought 'enter's my mind. My brain must be permeable for it to enter so fast for just as speedily as it enters does it vanish. Unfortunately, whilst experimenting I have been apt to get into scrapes
