I haven't a single clue how I should go about this, but diving right in seems to be the usual process, so might as well while holding some bits of information back.
Hello TMF, my name is Aaron. I'm a twenty-something from the Midwest. My interests involve reading, writing, economics, the sports, and a whole bunch of other things that are sure to be on everyone else's lists. Would love to learn how to cook, and I'm enjoying a good sweat in the gym. I really enjoy writing, be it on here or in other forms. Some people say I'm good. I think I kind of suck.
That trigger event might've been April O'Neil, back when you are a young man and you have sexual leanings toward someone but you don't know what sexual leanings are. The banana yellow jump suit did a really good job of form fitting, I mean, right? *Cough cough* Maybe it was just the notion of someone removing a piece of static clothing and touching her. Or maybe it was something else. I don't know. I just know some wires got crossed.
And I've done this all before. A few years ago. And to be quite honest, I lived up to this namesake. I reveled in arguing, in making people nervous, in saying things nobody else would say and dancing a tight rope walk over a bed of fire. But then things got confusing. I had some really good friends, but I lost them. I was an idiot. And, in the end, feeling a bit more than hurt and a lot more shamed, I just eased back into the role of a lurker. It was easy. No fights. No having to see people I'd considered friends disappearing. And that worked really well for a few years. It's hard to have someone with unabashed pride admit to their mistakes, but I made quite a few. And, to be quite frank, I'm sorry for that. Sorry for that conduct. For confusion. For trying to push off my intellect and talk down to people. I was angry, then. Real angry. At the world and many things within it.
But, well, things change, and age mellows someone. My station in life is a lot better. There is a plan out there. And I don't know what I want out of this place, but I want it to be enjoyable. If that means being a part of it, that's great. Maybe write a few stories on subject matter that fits the place. Or maybe it means doing more. Whatever it is, it'd be cool just to kind of come back.
Enough rambling. Have a good evening.
Hello TMF, my name is Aaron. I'm a twenty-something from the Midwest. My interests involve reading, writing, economics, the sports, and a whole bunch of other things that are sure to be on everyone else's lists. Would love to learn how to cook, and I'm enjoying a good sweat in the gym. I really enjoy writing, be it on here or in other forms. Some people say I'm good. I think I kind of suck.
That trigger event might've been April O'Neil, back when you are a young man and you have sexual leanings toward someone but you don't know what sexual leanings are. The banana yellow jump suit did a really good job of form fitting, I mean, right? *Cough cough* Maybe it was just the notion of someone removing a piece of static clothing and touching her. Or maybe it was something else. I don't know. I just know some wires got crossed.
And I've done this all before. A few years ago. And to be quite honest, I lived up to this namesake. I reveled in arguing, in making people nervous, in saying things nobody else would say and dancing a tight rope walk over a bed of fire. But then things got confusing. I had some really good friends, but I lost them. I was an idiot. And, in the end, feeling a bit more than hurt and a lot more shamed, I just eased back into the role of a lurker. It was easy. No fights. No having to see people I'd considered friends disappearing. And that worked really well for a few years. It's hard to have someone with unabashed pride admit to their mistakes, but I made quite a few. And, to be quite frank, I'm sorry for that. Sorry for that conduct. For confusion. For trying to push off my intellect and talk down to people. I was angry, then. Real angry. At the world and many things within it.
But, well, things change, and age mellows someone. My station in life is a lot better. There is a plan out there. And I don't know what I want out of this place, but I want it to be enjoyable. If that means being a part of it, that's great. Maybe write a few stories on subject matter that fits the place. Or maybe it means doing more. Whatever it is, it'd be cool just to kind of come back.
Enough rambling. Have a good evening.
