Judge me not by my corny subject line. I'm usually capable of crafting worse than that. I'm tired, as my unwelcome wakefulness is abating, and I feel my cognitive function slowing - I am rarely direct in my speech, concentrating more on the periphery of my concept of something and hoping that my counterpart to form their own impression of the body of the idea; I'm verbose, and - as has become cliche within my self-description over the last few months, that being the only aspect of the phrase and its applicability to me that I dislike - "I'm overwhelmingly forthcoming." When I began that sentence, I meant only to convey that I judge myself not fit to aptly respond to what it was that I so enjoyed about your post... I just caught myself drifting off while staring at the subject line for several seconds before jarring myself back into awareness.
If I may borrow your words:
"I think that the written word is the perfect avenue for self-expression and am interested to meet those with an affinity for its flavor."
And I mean each word that you said - all jest aside.
I'm in #########, ##, and would love to couch surf to Austin some time in the next several years. I thought it'd be clever to jump the gun on that one.
I am confident in my ability to entertain you with this our language. I hope you are able to do the same for me; I greatly enjoy refreshingly eloquent encounters.
IAmYouAreMe
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