As of right now I can be anyone I want. That's the beauty of the internet. Hiding behind a computer screen at 1:30 in the morning in New York, 10:30 Los Angeles, 6:30 in Rabat (not that you will ever know if any of those places are even relevant to where I am), I am whoever I can make you believe I am. So, who am I? Where am I in my life? What's my big plan? Why am I so interesting? Am I worth reading about? No. But what I am is, without a doubt, imaginative. Please, allow me to welcome you, to the depths of my imagination.