many guys in my life. Angry, sad, happy, mean, stupid, etc. No different than many I guess. I don’t know as I’ve always just been myself to me. Some have seen only the worst in me, some have seen the best I could be. Some have seen all my versions.

I’ve never been a social person but when I meet someone that I feel ‘gets it’. I latch onto them like a barnacle. That has spooked a lot of people as they just get weirded out sometimes. I get it and if you happen to be one of them, I sincerely apologize. I’m not a creep, I just saw something in you at a much deeper level.

I’m at a point in my life where things are different now though. A big deal to another means nothing to me but on the other hand, a major event to me leaves others wondering what was so special about that? I get that as well and completely understand.

I’m being force fed a large amount of humanity and compassion right now and it appears my new diet is making me a different person.

I want so much to be understanding towards others without so much any care of being understood. I want so much just to see and feel contentment in another and the ‘another’ doesn’t necessarily have to be human.

This is my latest friend. She’s been through hell and back on several occasions, this I know. She was never spooked by my abundance of care but I know she appreciated it as she presented me this evening with all she had to give.

Yeah, that’s all probably just a little weird to read. I get that too.