words

so this is where the words go, flipping and floundering. so this is where the words go. lisa, can you hear me? i said, can you hear me? i don't think my self-importance is getting out of hand, do you? i'm quite in control. this is me. these are my words. isn't that what we're all about? to wake up and have your little place in the world, the little place to communicate with friends. that's what this is all about, nothing more. oh, but especially to write. to let it out. specifically to create a space with more possibility than any single word processor can ever do. right?

yes, you can feel me. please, anyone, just feel me.

so my experiment begins.