A I R P L A I N_S
There’s people above me. Hundreds of them fly over my head everyday and I’ve never given them much thought. All of them crammed in this big hunk of flying metal, soaring thousands of feet above my house.
About
Hi, hello, fuck you! I'm Alan, nice to meet you. What'd you say your name was??? Wow, that's a nice name. Oh, this is my blog. You see, i'm afraid that soon I'll be old and rotten, much like a fruit that's been left out in the sun. Not only that, but I'm certain most of my braincells will be gone by then. I know, this makes me sad as well. Not to worry, I'm documenting the thoughts in my head here, my own way of staying alive after death. though, I'm sure by the time I die, this site will be a fossil of the internet, meaning some, only a few will come across it. I don't mind, as long as it's out there.
