Hello.

This is strange that I’m reading this to myself, it’s like my brain is telling me what to say but still, I don’t know who exactly is saying this. Is it me, Jimmy Hunt? Is it I? Are we one in the same? Do we know who they, we, us, or I are?

Or am I just hiding in the closet in your room?

Will you see me before I see you?

Will you lock your door next time you leave?