Open Mic

No! Everyone else is lying! We went to an open mic night and I read some poetry. No one was paying attention. Then, I started to sing and everyone shut the fuck up. It was fun. I upon leaving stage was told that I should audition for footloose because "you dance, you sing, and your the only biy ever." To which I replied: "not in Rolla I'm not. It was flattering to have the spotlight, which I'm sure you think I am in all the time. But I liked being in the spotlight for something I had created and that was uniquely mine. I'm sure you'll dismis this as a glory hog boasting about his most recent accomplishment, but I assure you that me on stage was a moment of complete vulnerablity and humility.

The truth is I hate that I am precied as brash and arrogant. I wish I could find someone who I could just be unimpressive with. But I guess I do; I have the best of friends. I can always be real with Brien and John. I know Jacob will always help me out, even if he is reluctant. Lane and Sam I can always count on to imspire me to be creative and drive me to do things I don't think I have time for. I have Kelly to relate to on spirituality and home with.

I've written enough.