behind-my-lens

my pleasure, sometimes i find an odd sense of satisfaction sharing my wandering mental impulses with complete strangers

it's sort of like a catholic confession, all the commendations of a relaxed conversation with the safety of anonymity, but without the salvation or religious overtone

it's also comforting to know that my personality while at least moderately unique isn't alone in the world, alas there are others that think as I do

sorry, i tend to carry on lengthy conversations with strangers on nights like these (nights when i can't sleep and don't desire to do much else)

this is your opportunity to bail before i draw you, i mean that in a sense of verbal captivation rather than psychical captivity or online predation

yah, i'm talkative tonight, if you feel the need to not respond, i won't be hurt