I'm a an optimistic, smiley person. Look, can you see me smiling? No, of course you can't. Not with the visor down. I'm passionate, I'm sensitive. Can you tell? Of course not. I'm warm and friendly. Take me by my steely hand and listen to the mechanical tick-tick-tick of my artificial hand-grenade heart.
Blogging is one way of opening up, I suppose.
Although the tiny handful of people who can match the girl with the kitten are the ones who have managed to get close anyway. Its a tough job, getting to know me. And in any case, why bother? I doubt I would merit that amount of endeavour. Inside the submarine, it's mostly hollow rattling around, and sitting by the window watching other people fearlessly forging meaningful connections, and appearing to survive the process.
I am trying to be honest, to be authentic, to be myself. It's hard though. And I'm worried that I'm actually just developing ever more sophisticated techniques to avoid making connections. Better safe than sorry?
Shall I bring a can opener with me later? Stop rattling around in there and looking through those windows ... Play on the grass, let sun play on skin .... of course you're worth it, Kitten! :) x
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