At Least They're Committed

All right, I’ll admit it. I know I’m not as creepy as I’d like to think I am and I also know that a large portion of the eccentricities I display are for self protection and preservation. They tell you to talk to yourself if you feel like you’re being followed because people are afraid of things that are out of the ordinary. I do it all the time, in different ways and stuff. I have this one smile, when I put my tongue slightly between my teeth, my chin down a tad and roll my eyes up while grinning. I practice it in the mirror and sometimes when I’m simply walking down the hall or standing in the elevator I do it in case someone is standing there when the elevator opens or when I turn a corner in the hall. I look evil. Well, I think I do anyway.

There’s a drawing of Gabriel on my dry-erase board. Seriously, when I started it I thought he was reaching out to me, as if to take my hand. Now as I look at it, it’s more like he’s telling me to sit the eff down, shut up and stay put. Whatever. I do as I’m told.