Will I be a late 20 / early 30 hipster living in the streets of Brooklyn? Counting away all the hours in the day hoping something exciting will come my way? It's NYC. There's something exciting somewhere in it, right? Right? Is NYC still the best City on the face of the planet? Or has the crown been passed and we just don't realize it? We do tend to keep to ourselves on a personal level. Yes, I said personal level, government level, don't get me started. But anyway, yes personal level we have our noses in briefcases, laptops, palm pilots...wait..no one says palm pilot anymore, everyone says black berry. I just realized this now? Wow. I guess I'm out of my own generation's technological loop.

Everyone expects a point of interest or a plot. Forward movement. What is wrong with being stationary? Nothing. If you're content, if you're happy, if you want it to stay the same, why can't it? I know the World keeps moving. People keep growing. Things continue to change but you don't have to. Sure, you might be tossed to the side by everyone and everything, but you don't have to change. You can stay stubborn. You can be ignorant. You can choose to be thickheaded if you really want to. Someone is still bound to love you. It's rare to push everyone away. Some people, well, their legs are just cemented into the ground, into the blacktop pavement of the school's playground where you two would fight over which Power Ranger was better, white was obviously the best, or which Pokemon cards you wanted to trade and if the trade was fair. It doesn't matter the value of the card, the "coolness" factor outweighs any value of a dollar in a child's eyes.

I love the smell in the air of christmas season. Some people enjoy the presents. Some really like the holiday paycheck bonus. While others love seeing old friends and family and watching TV.

My hair is getting long.

Writing conversation never works well for me, so I just don't write it at all.

Can you get me some bread?

From where?

From there.

I don't know what you're point at.

So look.

I am looking, I don't see any bread.

It's underneath all that stuff.

Oh, why didn't you say that before?

I figured you'd know.

Well I didn't.

I'm sorry but just the bread is usually under stuff.

But how often do you see me use the bread?

I don't know.

Exactly, so why would you think I'd know?

I don't know, I just thought you knew.

I think you have a problem.

What?

I think you have a problem.

No, I heard you, what do you mean?

I think you have a mental problem, you keep assuming people know what you mean. Why?

I don't know, I just guess I think I'm pretty straight forward but as the days go on I find out more and more from people how weird I appear to be.

You don't just appear it, you are it.

I am it? Oh, weird, right. I guess. There's nothing wrong with that though, so I don't see the big fuss.

Well, you are right in that there is nothing really wrong with being weird. You're just not part of the average anymore. You're in your own column. Which unfortunately, I guess in norms, isn't the column you want to be in.

What? Why? Why not? Why is that a problem?

Whenever someone else is being weird, they aren't going to compare them to the majority since we now have you. You'll be the comparison for the first test to find out if someone else is weird. If they add up to you, then it's real easy to determine if they are weird. However, the problem also with having another column of people is, now we there could be another trial. While with you, yes we only had to compare you to everyone else. Now it goes, new person to you, new person to everyone else but only if if the first test doesn't show much result. Wow, this is going to be complicated discriminating.

So don't discriminate?

I'm realistic, I sort of have to.

You have to?

Well yeah, I just can't help but hate some people. Not because of their race or orientation or any of that, but just how they act. I hate some people based on how they act. I can't help it. Those people probably hate me too but that's fine. I don't think it's a problem if someone hates me and I hate them. Actually, let's scratch the whole word hate, I don't really hate those people per say, just really dislike them and I guess if they stepped out into the street and a truck was coming, they'd die only due to the fact of well, I had to debate long and hard on whether or not I wanted to save their life.

...I'm sorry I asked for the bread.