On my journey through life I have, thus far, failed to find reason to indulge myself in the pass-times that symbolise my generation and have therefore been victimised and criticised by my peers. Though it might seem like I search for pity or sorrow, rest assured that whilst i am not accepted by the many I would not trade those whom do for everyone else on this planet.
My life at home continues to neither be satisfying or disappointing. I do long for adventure, for independence, yet my parents do not believe that I could survive on my own. Though I know they mean well by this, I must insist of them to not assume that they know what could happen if I lived on my own. At times it seems that they don't even know me at all, despite having lived with me my entire life. They never even ask for me to explain my utmost feelings and cares. This continues to bedevil me.
I do hope that on this occasion I have not left you hating me for being so blunt.
I thank you for your time, my friends.
I remain,
Dr. James T. Hinckleton
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