but, I have read much more of what you have had to say, over time.
whether you agree me me or not, I've always thought of you as a self-important, silly girl, who needs to get over herself.
Doesn't mean I care about you one way or the other, I truly don't. It's just an observation from reading your posts, over time.
I eventually became exhausted and just came to accept that I don't need (and can't) know the answers to everything
and here I am again.
Could it be at that time, there was nothing else that interested me? Looked like there was some pretty slim pickings at that moment, while I was waiting for the dye on my hair to process.
The reason for my last post, Honestly? I had red dye on my head, and the office in my house seemed like a better place to sit, than in a upholstered chair in my living room.
Now? I just woke up, and I'm on my first sip of coffee, and don't feel like thinking.
I stand by what I said.
At 22, it's normal to be silly and self important.
At 51, I'm very silly. That's mostly because I've figured out I'm not important at all.
Sounds to me, PQ, that you've just had a real connection (with a male) and you're excited that it's possible again, in which case, bravo.
You're young and chances are you're hanging out with young people. Many haven't developed an interest or interests similar to yours at that age, so it doesn't surprise me that you haven't previously found it. But now you have, so you have cause to anticipate that. Good for you.
As for being self-important and silly, I wouldn't have said that, but I think most of us felt (and some still feel) self-important at some time. In fact, I think we're all born that way and have to have it taught out of us (being made to share, think of others and their feelings, etc).
I remember questioning and analyzing everything at your age, and really can't say I came to any definitive answers or solutions, other than that most of it no longer matters to me
I remember my most constant question was "Why don't people just tell the truth?" and came to realize that that's not always a productive, constructive thing to do. I still prefer honesty, mind you, but accept there are as many reasons as there are people as to why we're not always honest.
Anyway, PQ... good going forward.
Anyway, this is a little bit of a non-post so sorry for those wanting a high level of entertainment. I'm just glad I've discovered it IS possible to really like people, they're just a bit rare.
Where the heck are you, pq? And no books???? What???? I would die! How about newspapers or magazines? Good Lord - it's impossible to have a decent outlook on life and reality without books!
As for him and the rest of it, go with the flow, be in the present, like you said in August... no expectations = no disappointments. You'll always still have you, right?
