And I’m not talking about hitting your thumb with a hammer.

I’ve reached a point in my StarName story where I have the World Council President is addressing the world itself over some recent developements and I started to make myself cry.

Wuss? Delusional wuss? Delusional wuss who thinks my eventual readers will have the same emotional impact? Honestly the third one there is the most hope/hurtful. I don’t mind being weird. I don’t mind being soft. I do mind living in a delusion that nobody else can grasp or understand for that means I am bitterly, truly, alone. 🙁

HI DWIGHT!