[center][h1][color=0076a3] Kieran Hishamie [/color][/h1][/center]

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[center][h3][i][u][color=0076a3] Day One - Intro [/color][/u][/i][/h3][/center]

Kieran awoke with nothing coming to mind. This was unusual for him, and at the same what he had come to expect. Over the last few days Kieran would wake up and immediately his mind would keep silent, no random thoughts, no remembering recent dreams, no random ideas for his book. This had been a common occurence over the last week, which is why Kieran had come to expect it. This was unusual because before a week ago, Kierans mind would instantly become a jungle of ideas and thoughts. Kieran would spend the first few hours of the morning just trying to decypher his own mind and train of thoughts, jotting down anything that really shined at him and just enjoying he creative ideas in his own private head. As of last week though, his incredible morning train of thought seemed to be absent from his mind. Kieran opened his eyes slowly, letting his eyes adjust to the light peeping through the blinds of his window and hitting his face. KIeran slowly sat up, running a hand through his hair and sighing, thinking how today was going to suck ass. He just had a feeling.

Kieran went through his morning regiment. He showered with scalding hot water, letting his skin feel the rejuvinating rush of water that mnost people would jump away from. Kieran would eye himself in the mirror on occasion as he washed himself and chuckled. 

[color=0076a3]"Heh..good looking bastard."[/color]
 
Kieran knew he was quite the looker, and while his confidence was slightly off puting to some, he enjoyed reveling in the enjoyment of being who he was. Being six foot two and thin as a branch, while still being able to eat whatever he wanted. His Army training had helped him keep a decent amount of muscle, which he truly did appreciate. But when Kieran would see parts of his back his expression would fall, and his shoulders would slightly hunch. His back was still marred with scars and bruises of his time over seas. He would look into his own deep brown eyes in the mirror, and say whatever he needed to say to pick himself back up again.

Kieran brushed his teeth and got dressed, choosing an all black ensemble. He wore a tight fitting v-neck T shirt, with black jeans and vans. Kieran ate a small breakfast while he began working at his desk. He was a writer, author of the hit book series [u]"New Voyage"[/u], and author of several movie scripts for which he sold to producers. So his current employment was writing. He would normally spend hours upon hours writing, jottinf things down, or doing whatever. he had the time and he was all but self employed save for his publishers.

After an few hours though Kieran had enough of being inside. He stood straight up, suprising anyone would have been near him if he had any guest over and spoke.

[color=0076a3]"Fuck this. I need some air."[/color]

Kieran grabbed his wallet and phone, walked out of his apartement, and locked it behind him. When he walked outside he took a moment to take a breath of fresh air enjoying the moment. Kieran hated thinking about the past or future, prefering to live in the present. Like he always said the past is history, the future is a mystery, but today is a gift. Thats why we call it the present. Kieran walked down the sidewalk, smiling but avoiding extended eye ocntact with anyone. He wanted to be outside but.........people....ugh.

Kieran walked for a short bit of time, walking through a small outlet area and past stores, crossing streets and the like, until he arrived at a park. Kieran smiled. He always enjoyed places of nature like this. Nature........with a touch of man evenly divided. Not too much wild nature, not too much interference of mans advancement. Kieran walked slowly while in the park, stopping someitmes to touch the bushes or the flowers, smiling kindly at passing people. There were even a few cute girls there. Kieran straightendd his posture, gave his best sly smile, and nodded at a few different cute girls. Kieran wouldnt say they swooned, but he was damn sure they liked what they saw. 

Kierans mind wandered as he walked through the park. He started to think about his...situation. His father, making him go through with an arranged marriage. What he wanted Kieran to do.....Kieran could not help but feel an intense hatred for his father. He may have to get married, but he was going to figure out a way to help his father without doing what his father wanted him to do.

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