Have you ever didn't want to speak to someone but you wanted to run into them to prove a point that you were not speaking to them? As childish as that seems, today I have been ducking elevators and walking with head phones on eye alert to see before being seen. Crazy I know... What is this third grade? Sometimes it's really tiring to be a easy forgiver. Unfortunately, this air of comfortability with people allows people to run over me and my time. So over the years I have developed a system to remind them to remind me to solve the problem when talking it out doesn't get it done. To ignore.. but I want to know if it's working so we can move on and be friends already. Geez just straighten out!
I always pictured people who created blogs the type who layed around in their apartments in woolen sweaters typing furiously at the crack of dawn; thick black glasses reflecting the the light from the computer screen with a lit cigarette glowing under an ashtry, smoke curling up as creative genius empty into the world. An "Underdog Writer" An enigmatic soul reaching out to the intellectual community.... As attractive as that sounds, I am none of those things. I cannot claim that I am an artist or have anything to say that an intellectual community can appreciate. I need spell check and have conflicting thoughts most days But I figure that in this world too many CRAZY things happen to NOT say anything. This blog's purpose is to muse on those things. So those of you who volunteer your time to read this Welcome to Dear World :)
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