"I am the words that find their way into your brain at night. I am the first thing you scream upon waking up. Hello, pint, so nice to drink you. I've never met an alcoholic beverage I didn't like. I am the tiny secrets hidden within your keyboard; fragments of you that slipped off in real life while you type your way through this fake one. I am the BOOM that follows the bomb. I am the earth opening up. I am a new discovery. I am a world squished inside a fishbowl. I swim through air bubble skulls and treasure chests. You swim in circles. I am the choices you make when you're feeling down about life. I am the lessons learned from it. Books. Words. Poetry. Prose. Font. Content. Context. I am a shadow at high noon. I am the moon howling at the wolf. I am the history of the world narrated by the blind. I am an alien in the garden, cultivating a brand new kingdom. I am every flower ever planted beneath concrete. I am pushing my way through. Come, push with me."