Eat, Drink, Stay a While.
As your host, this is my attempt to construct a bridge of cordiality between my harsh island of isolation to your land of liberty. Freedom of expression is my mental liberty and the only liberty I have at the moment.
We are all creatures of social habit with a primitive instinct for companionship. Whether what we seek is platonic, romantic, or intimate; our natural instinct is to welcome company.
Who truly enjoys being alone all of the time? It is the people closest to us that give our life meaning. Right now I am the closest person to myself and that is the purpose of constructing this bridge. The catch for me is that you must meet me hallway before I can advance any further. I don’t live in the past, I only live with it. I'm not my circumstance, I am only the subject of it.
Join me for festivities in the middle of the bridge. There we can laugh, eat and talk under to power of the sun or the reflection of the moon-light. We can read together, discuss world topics, history and things we enjoy.
Unfamiliarity is scary but fear only cripples us. Write me. Maybe we can sharpen each other. For life is an unwritten book and we are the pencils writing it that only sharpens in the face of adversity.