I was never very good about these "about me" things, as to tell you guys the truth, I'm not really sure what kind of person I am.

I live in a suburb of New York, which while many would think is cool, I think it has kinda spoiled me. All I really need to do is walk up my hill and I can see the majesty of the New York Skyline. And having been there, I can confidently say it is much nicer from far away. =) I recently realized that the majority of my friends weren't really my friends, and while there are times the terrible feeling of loneliness nearly overtakes me, I think of the ones that are left and I'm alright. I guess, in a way, life is all about those little moments that come after the big. I have this huge friend dropout during which I realize that all my friends were sellouts, but the moment after the climax, if you will, I had the most important epiphany of my life.

I know it's cliche, but at the end of the day, those couple of people that still stand with you through all the hell and fire, kinda define you in a moment you least expect them to. The one who really stood out to me was my friend Bryan. I am so much better for his reaching out, for his lesson in people. I care more for others and for myself more then ever before, and I blame Bryan for it. I am eternally grateful, for it was he who began to crack the walls I had erected after the fact. (I'm taking it on faith that no one is shouting gay at this point lol) The experience, and Brayn's reaction to it, has defined me. While I still am not sure to the letter who I am, I would like to believe that I am someone worth sticking by. I have used the experience in all my writings. That right hand man that you know will never leave you is something that I feel few have, and I thank all the Gods, known, preached too, and unknown, that they/he/she has gifted me with the only thing anybody really needs.

A friend.

I am working on a Legend of Zelda, and Star Wars fiction at the moment, but they really are just practice. You see, I am an aspiring author, as I feel most of you are. If ever you hear of a fantasy that takes place in The Land of Hetal, well, I'm your man.

I would like to thank Kevin Fournier, and Locke Philote, two authors who have inspired me to continue fighting the good fight. To write my stories. Because It's not just a random collection of lies that we have gathered here that serve no purpose. Books, especially fiction books, are far more important then that. They utilize mankind's greatest gift, the imagination, the ability to envision that which is not real, and forge through the combined effort of experience, emotion, and just a hint of love a lesson in both reality, and mankind itself.

To all the dreamers, those that think of places that do not exist, and never will, this world is yours for the taking.

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