It's been over a month.
I haven't accomplished much.
I did discover that I am some sort of charming motherfucker. And somehow this realization makes me feel bad.
It came in small doses. A text from someone I hadn't spoken to in a while, an upswing in Facebook popularity, a Y-Chromosome dream sequence made flesh. And I took it all in stride, smiled and continued doing nothing with my life. But what right do I have to do that? And what right do I have for these people to be pinned to me?
Who am I really?
I'm certainly honest and I don't intend for anyone to get hurt by this. I still don't and I'm hoping that nobody will. But I've been in similar situations before and I feel like I could easily lose control here.
Snake-oil? Nah. Just snake.
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