Friday, January 27, 2006

I can't ask you to do it for other people. I don't know what they want, nor can I speak for them.

So, I'll ask you to do it for me.

I want to be able to run through the streets naked, if I feel like it. I want to wear a skirt, not a dress, but that's just me, I don't like wearing suits either. And, I can't do any of that.

You can help, because you're stopping me from doing all of that. I know you're probably not doing it intentionally, or consciously, and I won't hold the past against you. Now, however, you know what you're doing, and I hope you'll stop.