My life and I are never the topic of any writings, yet perhaps on this solitary occasion that will not be the case. Not once have I found myself easy to describe, for every facet of the tarnished pirate I am is not as it appears. Descriptions of various sorts can be kept to a bare minimum, but that never aids in stretching out across the void to fill the gap of an unknown personality. I do not intend to resonate from this paper window with a negative demeanor; my apologies now if I ever come across in such a way. The act of remaining quiet is an often visited sanctuary of mine. Being the listener, not the speaker, has taught me much, yet leaves me estranged from others. Despite all of this, I will continue all the same.
I am Quinn Hartzell. Or ‘Kwin’, as I like to refer to myself. Of dreams, I have many, wading out into the water ahead of me; if only I could trudge through to them a little faster. Some of my interests may seem peculiar to most, but they remain at the