tired

as the day of my namesake draws nearer I find this hilarious, actually. Me...the kid who 3 months ago would have traded his left arm for something supremely fantastical to occur. Now I'd give anything for one day of normality..one day of safety. I just hope the world stops looking to slenderman for fun...before the entire world is on the run..

I'm back

Hello. Halloween is back. It's been a couple of weeks. I..spent a few nights in a library. I felt oddly safe there, there was no there who bothered me or wanted anything from me. The librarian Mrs. Thompson, was a kind old lady, I told her i was backpacking...trying to discover the world and see what I wanted to do with my life. She was more than happy to let me stay there. It's funny really. I was a cynical bastard, still am. Misanthropic as hell. But i've seen more kindness in my few weeks of running than I've seen before in my entire life. Even the slender blogs themselves are far more friendly and, surprisingly kind than any of the other people i've known. What ever, maybe my psyche's just breaking again and I'm going from a non-existant glass to a glass half-empty person. Who knows?
I'm hoping that i can see more kindness on my run..and I pray Mrs. Thompson hasn't been seen by him. I doubt it..I never mentioned his malevolenceness to her, nor did I even come near these blogs.