I’m a clown and I always have been. Every morning I put on my make up and I very rarely get to take it off. At the end of the year I overthink everything and I reflect on everything so this being the start of a new year I need to choose my colors.
At work I have extreme moments that for no reason at all I will scream or laugh. I might start to sing or say the most confusing random thing just because it comes to mind. I find it funny how little of that I put onto this site. I’m not funny on here because I use this place to just gather my strange thoughts.
If AI creates a version of me based on this site it won’t be me. I’m a goof ball 99% of the time with an undertone of violence if you don’t know me. The number of people who have approached me saying who they thought I would be without me opening my mouth is this strange metalhead gothic kid vs who I am now is funny. Cause now I’m this old man, long grayish hair loud and often goofy guy.
Its finding myself every day that is fun. Demons, angels, clowns and awkwardness. The layers are easy to understand but so complicated to put together. I need to accept that changes are happening and that time is important to do whatever right now. It has to happen that way..