Aug 25, 2004 00:17
Well, I have to jump in some time and say something, so here goes...
I was thinking today about stuff. Thinking is something I probably do way too much of. I'm sure there are medications to help with that, but then I wouldn't be me anymore, would I? So I'm thinking today and it occurs to me that, for the most part, I think people just have the wrong idea about me. I guess that's my fault for maybe doing a little misrepresentation at times, but if people really took the time to get to know me it wouldn't be so difficult to figure out that I'm probably not at all who they think I am. Then it hits me... People, generally speaking, don't care who you are. They mostly care about who they think you are. Which is to say they don't want to get to know you any better because who you really are might make them do some deep thinking. And that might be painful. Anyway... I seem to be in the minority. I do care about who you are. If you make a mistake, I continue to stick around. I don't discriminate based on mistakes. In fact, if you screw up an awful lot, I'll keep you around for the amusement factor alone.
So there's my little tidbit for the evening. If you're reading this, know that you're cared about a great deal. Mistakes and all. With the exception of that one person who never makes any mistakes. You know who you are. Chin up, have a great day and may all the little faeries sprinkle happy dust on your head when you're not looking.