Where in time a friend I can find.
Walk with a ripple in the depths,
Where in time, you may know me.
Take a shadow in your heart,
Where in time our bonds will bind.
may let us see that echo brought to life.
Forever I have heard you, and now I will find."
Ignore that pretension there. I assume I am creative, and as such I write and draw at times, however seldom do I let it breathe. The clouds inside may be swept within to shapes and colours, and even ferry me to places I am yet to see. I very much doubt this is special though.
I am told my thoughts are deep, though I know that they are fleeting, and widing spiders webs. Although I say that, I do care deeply, and suffer unusually strong emotion, which can be helped by helping others to join their emotion to the gut, and thus help themselves (I hope), though this alleviation is temporary, and not always effective. If the weather of the mind has chosen to become cyclonic, though hopefully not psychotic.
In a way, I hope you are extremely unimpressed, so that I cannot do you any ill. Yet I do sometimes long for as deeper bond as I know I can have, and you can as well.
If you are still remotely interested, please do message, but try to connect, if you don't mind.
Oh and PS, if you like Pshyco-typology (as I do), I am an INFP, in some ways the archetype, though by no means in all.