To Whom It May Concern

I have sweaty palms. I don't know why. If that is an interesting opening topic to you at all then please feel free to keep reading.


I'll be typing or something, and I'll lift up my hands to take a break, and you can actually SEE sweat on the laptop. I'm not talking about a little bit of condensation, I mean I have to WIPE THAT SHIT OFF. Usually when I meet people for the first time sometimes I have to wipe off my palm before I shake their hand. It's not that I'm nervous, I just don't know. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?! WHY ARE YOU SWEATING SO MUCH YOU STUPID BITCH!

I don't hop bars anymore, I hop libraries. I'm running up staircases of books and using my laptop as a gps on the information superhighway. Atlanta is huge, but every place is new, and hopefully I'll have visited every educational facility (except all the public libraries) that this place has to offer before I'm done. I thought I'd be done doing research when I graduated college, I was wrong.