My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

I always put up a wall. I never let people really know me. Perhaps it is part of my enigmatic charm? I am afraid that if they do they won’t want to know me. In reality I am a cynical, bitter, lost, lonely, sad, depressed person who has lost faith in almost everything. People don’t really want to be reminded of that.

People don’t latch onto me – they never have. They never will. I am not a people person. Most people put up with me – but most people just think I’m weird – perhaps I am. Perhaps I don’t want to be the normal person who does nothing but get blind drunk every weekend, watch the cricket, watch the football, beat up the wife afterwards, throw a slipper at the dog to make him shut up, and repeat the same process the next weekend.