Lately I've been finding that I feel a lot more different than before. It's strange, because I keep fucking up as always, but I seem to discard it easier. Maybe it's because the people around me are so supportive and they ignite so much felicity in me that it becomes contagious and infests itself into my day-to-day moods; they make me laugh, and thank, they make me step outside of my chambers and into new ones. I've learned so much about people and their reactions, and see them so much more humanly that it makes me feel less pressured, less uneasy, less eager to give all of myself and not saving anything for me. That used to be a habit; it evidently turned out for the worse. But, just, the relationships with people; among my friends I can truly say that I choose them, and each and every one of them; from their playfulness to their good natures to their trustworthiness to their loyalty; they are my selection out of pure pleasure and love, I love them each, their eyes and their little freckles, multicolored hair and skilled musician fingers and long legs and curls and everything. Maybe it really is me that's different. I am seeing people, like I've never seen them before. And I like what I see.POSTED BY little girl blue ON Wednesday, September 7, 2011 @ 8:16 PM
