Life...
Its kinda funny the way things work out. I just realized I've used that cliche phrase times without number, but it has a certain ring to it that I like. I guess there's a reason its cliche. Anyhoo, life has been interesting. You never think that once you're free from your parents that you'll actually have less fun then when you were "enslaved" but such has been the case for me lately. I never go out. I never get home at ridiculous hours wasted and exhausted, I stay locked up in my little apartment and wait for life to pass me by. I'm hoping to change that soon, we'll see. There are quite a number of things that have been occupying my mind lately, none of which I want to get in to right now because then I'd never get to bed, but suffice to say they are there. They take up space and quiet me, make me timid, dull. I feel bland. Beige. I don't like that feeling. I have been opening myself to more recently, though. Like tonight, I let a nice, drunken homeless guy walk me home and ended up having an interesting conversation, if only for the novelty of it. Though novelty is the wrong word. I like people. I don't like people in general or most people or the idea of people, but individual people interest me alot. I like to get to know them. Strangers, even those with the most boring lives, are really interesting to me. So, learning the story of Joe, age 25, homeless and working in a warehouse trying to save up enough cash to pay for a roof, was interesting. Matt told me the other day that I am an emotional chameleon, I bond well with everyone. I'm inclined to agree with him, as such has been my observation over the years. I guess I don't see the point in being against a person because of who they are. There are people that irritate me, of course, but that doesn't mean they're bad people, that just means their energy doesn't resonate well with mine, there is disharmony. I like trying people on, relating to them on their level as best I can. Its fun for me to be able to explore all those different realms of being, I don't like limiting my interests to things that only fit with my personal philosophies, because when you think about it, what makes my philosophies so special? Just because I see the world in a certain way doesn't mean that thats all there is or should be to life. Fuck that. That would suck. Part of the beauty of our species is our development of culture. There are so many different ways to approach life, I couldn't satisfy myself with just one knowing that I'm missing out on thousands of other universes because of some preconceived notion I have about the way things should be. *sigh* I'm getting tired. I'm going to stop this before I end up staying up all night. Peace out, 'all...Sara