Quick thoughts before bed.

No one really knows who I am. I am mis-understood a lot. But not in that lame teenaged-angst woe-is-me, type if way. My personality is such that I knowingly perpetuate this thinking in other people. I don't really like that. I like the alternative even less. I am too scared of being rude. 

I am funny. I am artistic. I am so much more.