bill: you're not experiencing enough. i mean, the reason that you're comfortable leaving your goddamn journal on my desk is because there's nothing you're trying to hide from me in your life. and that really worries me, you know? sweet, sensitive guys like you spend their years frozen in place while everybody is running around going to parties and getting laid, doing whatever. i don't want you to look back years from now and think about this girl. tell this girl how you feel. put your heart on the line. a writer is the sum of their experiences. go get some.