About Me.

I have decided to update the about me section of my Blogger profile such that it is actually descriptive. This is, of course, a pretentious exercise. But I think it's something we all should do from time to time.

I ride my bike to work, and always gather speed before the long downhill slide, so that the full force of the river's breeze will hit me. I'm easily distracted, but easily amused. I'm becoming addicted to Murakami, having briefly exhausted my addiction to Kafka. I listen to music, not for the beat, but for the force of the sound and the beauty of the poetry. I get ecstatically lost in noise. I'm beginning to identify with Mark Kozelek, just as I once identified with Holden Caulfield. I'm no smarter than anyone else, yet I feel my only strength is in intelligence. I do tend to brag, but never about the things that make me most proud. I feel I often lecture people unnecessarily, yet they really do need to be told. I involve myself in everything new, hoping that in doing so I will paste over old mistakes. I look for opportunities. I'd rather be honest than enticing. So I let most romantic possibilities pass like brief, alluring whispers I've pretended not to hear. I feel no victory in being compromised. I've never felt attractive, yet I've known love, and I trust I will know love again. I often live in memory. On weekdays I rise at dawn, yet on weekends I'm rarely home before sunrise. I long for night surprises. I'm happiest when alone, yet saddest when lonely.