The one behind the thoughts that talk, the little voices while your on a walk. The voice of reason that makes no sense, the ramblings inside that fortune cookie for 99 pence.

Hello Reader,

For a while now i have always wanted to get into writing and have really never known where or why i should begin. There is no real reason why i need to mutter my thoughts and hit these keys yet i do to myself day after day. There are times in days, that hours seem long and the light seems dim. These are the times that i will right for her and him.

First of all i would like to introduce myself, I’m Jason Fawcett and i grew up in a small village just out a small town called Selby. Now i live in the wonderful city that is York. After going into further education, i found that two years was enough and i started working in a retail Giant where i became the person that i am today. Now i could talk about myself, more and more yet I’m sure that’s not what you really care about. As this is why whenever someone switches to talking about themselves for more than a few moments our minds drift. Because unless people ask you a direct question, it is rare that they are interested in your he said she said stories.

Thanks for reading my brief introduction,

Until next time,

JAy

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