Conversations with Myself

I am thinking of doing this series called "Conversations with myself."

It would be like a compilation of all the conversations I often have with myself, when I am afriad, happy, worried, watching a movie alone in a theater or at home, or just when I suddebnly feel the need to hear someone else's opnion even though it is still me talking but I want to pursue a different side of me. I often write them down on my other journal: Rants and Pieces but I haven't written any good one in here. I might transfer some of the ones I have done already, though they are in my pen name: Aphie, just as an example, a starter, a teaser. But I may move them here, or write a whole new set of conversations. It depends.

That picture of Keanu down here, under my fans link emotes a mental picture of meeting him at a sidewalk cafe somewhere in a foreign country where he has gone on to seek anonymity in a grown out beard, ruffled clothes, and a gentle repertoire; and we share a table and sip coffee together all damn day. Hmm, strange this sounds vaguely familiar to my story called Conversations.

Why are we happy...why do I suddenly sound so cheery and feel the need to update more than once today. Well...

Because we are celebrating no more drama in our lives...