My name is Mike.
I feel very unimportant.
I’m not “first” in anybody’s mind currently. I’m not even first in my own. I think that’s what I like about being productive. It’s the only time that somebody does something just for me. The sad part being that the somebody is me, but we’ll overlook that. It’s also nice to distract myself so that I don’t spend my time trying to talk to people who ignore me, too.
