The night is still young

[hereticmerrick]

As I was writing a response to Steven's comment that I was "too Justin to stay on the market for very long." I began to think about what a weird person I am. I know I'm very strange. I know it's kind of weird to be that sexually reserved gay man that possesses close to no grace at all, not much tact, a knack for making jokes people rarely get and always the last to catch onto the simplest things. And at the same time, it's hard to find someone that's willing to get up and clean with you while rocking out wearing boxer shorts and wielding a hairbrush to Bon Jovi or some other crazy hair band, be it friend or more than that. And sometimes it's awkward to be that guy who assumes nobody remembers him and is then made out to look foolish when he doesn't say hi to people and is reintroduced to them months later only to find out they remember his name. It's weird to be this mish mash of a personality I call me. But I like it. No, I love it.

I love wearing my heart on my sleeve.

I love to embrace my inner child.

I love to watch people fall, and sometimes, even stumble.

I love to laugh and smile.

I love dark humor.

I love to read.

I love people who care about other people and about themselves.

I love my friends.

I love my family.

I really do just love me. And I think that sometimes that is not an easy place to get to for some people. I'm glad I'm well on my road. Or at least I'm glad I think I am.