To put it bluntly…I love Reed, my friends, photography, writing, reading, books, bookstores, poems, fan fiction, web comics, anime, manga, music, piano playing, ishiyamaru battojutsu, tennis, skiing, swimming, crows, ravens, raptors, gryphons, cats, tigers, dogs, wolves, reptiles, dragons, animals and nature in general, learning, traveling, cultural differences, fruit, pie, cheese, chocolate, coffee, chopsticks, architecture, alleyways, old things, decrepit barns, pillows, quiet places, hidden wonders, the color green, rain, snow, thunderstorms, sunsets, darkness, stars, the moon, gentle breezes, hair-whipping gusts, foreboding clouds, winter skies, spring flora, summer tempests, autumn trees, fallen leaves, quirkiness, originality, candidness, sincerity, smiling and laughing... all these things make me blissful and gay.

I am obviously devoid of inspiration and in need of some sort of meaning in life, considering the lack of updates and the rant above. Despite this state of affairs, I try to make my life interesting and my inspiration isn't always lacking. However, I am way too uptight, serious, pessimistic, and paranoid for my own good, which often leaves me in a tight spot no matter my intentions. If you can make sense of my current state of being, please tell me because you've progressed a lot farther than I have at this point. But really, I just accept this for who I am...this is life. Does life really need to be completely understood, anyhow?

On another note...please review! I appreciate intellegent and helpful comments, favorable or not, in hopes that I will rebel in sucess and improve my writing...when I do write.

Matane

~Manda/Panda/Lupin~