11 years old tomorrow. pretty sure he still doesn’t realise that the outside he sees through the windows is the same outside he goes to through the door & that’s ok
temperatures changed too quick and i cant adapt im sitting here sweating in several layers or clothes but i cant do anything about it i cant move quick enough, this is probably where evolution cuts me out of existence
catching flack for using a beach towel as a bathroom towel , yeah its such a terrible thing that i have to dry myself off with a towel that has a picture of a smiling sun on it that puts me in a great mood for the rest of the day
as a boy i was trained in sword fighting but once i reached adolescence i took an interest in archery and now in adulthood i am mystified by the arcane and pore over spellbooks into the night. my indecisive nature has left me as only a tourist and a master of nothing