White Noise

I send "pings" out from time to time, when no one is looking or listening, like a sonar machine.

Like at Pomona, I just wanted someone to hear me, to listen, to be on my frequency.

I don't want to read about the Sundance Film Festival, I want to be there.

I don't want to read about celebrities, I want my own chance to get out into the world and meet interesting people, contribute, learn about what others are up to; meet really cool people, interact, feel useful and appreciated, have others take an interest in me.

wounded. bird with wings clipped.

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