actually, little does anyone suspect that I actually have fallen off the face of the earth. It's actually quite nice - no one realizes that beyond the FACE of the earth, there's a body. The earth, I believe, generally feels used and empty because people just can't see past its face.

how are you?

I have discovered in the past week that I must definitely be a figment of someone else's imagination. Either that, or my emails are invisible. or *sigh* people just don't like me. But I have emailed many people. and gotten nothing in reply. But I still get junk mail. So the email account works. Therefore, I have come up with the hypothesis that I am simply the made-up demented vision in someone's brain, and my time is running very short. I'm becoming more transient as the days pass. That's why people can't see my emails. really.

I don't know what to write, so I'll say nothing, but i'll say it very eloquently. I suppose I should tell you something about myself? you be the judge. besides, I don't know much about you either. The first thing I'll say about myself - I appreciate creative subject lines.

i'm off. this is an experiment in email and in my own personal existence. here's hoping i am real.
(what is real?)

* jess