From day to day, I always have a few people rattling around inside my head. Now when I say “people”, I mean memories of people or images of them in one way or another. Generally, these images represent individuals with whom I wish to have a word. But it should be relatively apparent that since I leave them in my head rather than directly contacting them I’d rather just imagine having a word with them. I feel that would be more satisfying then actually having to talk to them.

The majority of these images symbolize those who have “wronged” me. Whether they be ex-boyfriends or the new girlfriends of ex-boyfriends or people who were simply friends at one point in time. I place quotes around the word “wronged” because I’m making an attempt to keep things in perspective. For the most part, these people hurt me but were not necessarily out to do that. Mostly, they were out to please themselves and, in the process, they “wronged” me.

Sometimes I walk from work to Grand Central to let these images dance around. Pretend as though I got the opportunity to face them and show them that I don’t give a damn. Little do they know they’re still captured in my brain.

I guess they might know if they ever found my blog. Lucky for me, I'm small time.