two month-wtf?
Did you ever get that feeling like you went into a laundry machine, went through the amazingly vigorous wash cycle and then was spit out by the machine soaking wet and still soapy?
Wow..that was an interesting two-month experiment. Okay.. Andrea, what have you learned? A LOT. About myself.. about MEN. Besides the obvious. I'm on a never-ending quest to seek out the center of every man's brain. How can I get him to open up to me? Oh wait.. shit.. he has to marry me. If there is one thing that my mother -never- taught me it's that a man can love you for your thoughts.. and everything else cute about you. never.. taught me that. But, I'm still on the quest. Perhaps many of the males I encounter find it odd that I wish to enter their secret center so quickly. It may seem almost parasitic in nature for me to be that way...If I observe the men I typically open my hearts up to.. they seem to always be a very good distance away from my heart..and me from them -- sometimes they are in different countries.. sometimes they already have a girlfriend...sometimes they are just with me for something more casual.
I'm not ashamed to admit that I like to play. I'm very open about it. And I'm so glad that now I can finally separate myself from any emotional attachment. I'm glad to know that I can at least have a division in that sense...
It's just a disheartening to know that for the past five years I've dedicated the majority of my time to making music. Whereas, my social and love life has been thrown into a homogeneous muck that can't clearly be defined as uniquely individual.
Why is my social behavior so distorted both in perspective, approach, and even belief? I'm extremely perturbed by how socially awkward I may present myself. ...And I'm constantly craving a good teacher.
Wow..that was an interesting two-month experiment. Okay.. Andrea, what have you learned? A LOT. About myself.. about MEN. Besides the obvious. I'm on a never-ending quest to seek out the center of every man's brain. How can I get him to open up to me? Oh wait.. shit.. he has to marry me. If there is one thing that my mother -never- taught me it's that a man can love you for your thoughts.. and everything else cute about you. never.. taught me that. But, I'm still on the quest. Perhaps many of the males I encounter find it odd that I wish to enter their secret center so quickly. It may seem almost parasitic in nature for me to be that way...If I observe the men I typically open my hearts up to.. they seem to always be a very good distance away from my heart..and me from them -- sometimes they are in different countries.. sometimes they already have a girlfriend...sometimes they are just with me for something more casual.
I'm not ashamed to admit that I like to play. I'm very open about it. And I'm so glad that now I can finally separate myself from any emotional attachment. I'm glad to know that I can at least have a division in that sense...
It's just a disheartening to know that for the past five years I've dedicated the majority of my time to making music. Whereas, my social and love life has been thrown into a homogeneous muck that can't clearly be defined as uniquely individual.
Why is my social behavior so distorted both in perspective, approach, and even belief? I'm extremely perturbed by how socially awkward I may present myself. ...And I'm constantly craving a good teacher.