Test me.

I thought I had forgotten how, but now I mostly believe that I just hadn't the opportunity.
The situation has yet to fully arise, but I understand that it's still very possible.



We used to be novelties.
You used to shine all over the place.
I used to watch your mind.
We used to steal each other's smiles.


I see everything.
My hearing's shot,
but I see everything.
I'm Oh-so-internalized.
Turn, you wheels in rust.
Wake, you brain in dust.
Please, kind stranger, old friend, give me room to change.


I like patterns. I delight in discovering them. I thrive off of hiding them. If you knew me well, you'd see them in most every word, every move, every look. Sometimes I'm silly, and sometmes I'm spilling secrets that I'd rather nobody knew. Apparently that's a contradiction. Watch me.
Catch me when I'm rational; I'm pretty intentional.


I'm doing an experiment.
This is Krista.