relatable indifference....

      
       
       
       
    I'm like the anxious finch-like the "ghost" that he is, from off the series of person of interest-minus the high level intelligence and his technology gadgets....      
       
       
    I'm also a bit like his "fiancee" whom thinks he's long gone(as in dead)-her with her yearning/hobby for outside routine paintings....      
       
       
       
he keeps an eye on her from a long distance....      
I'm like a blend of both of them....      
       
       
point being-when it comes to utilizing the poetry pen, creating various ways of expression; I am more or less the reflection of those "characters" I observe on screen in the "life" story who don't fit the "reality script", and highly introverted; who are more or less secluded....