Friday, February 7, 2014

A slice of Ish.

For a long time I used to solve other people's issues in my head. Mainly as a method of stopping thoughts about myself. Then at some point I realized it was to keep my senses sharp with it came to human interaction. I grew up with my mom giving me her attention at any point I found myself adventurous. Which meant that any time I felt I was being a good person and living as a hero that i've seen on cartoons I was told by my mother to "stop being crazy"...though that was said in Spanish.

I just reduced the first 19 years of my life to a malformed paragraph. This is my crazy...I think. When I'm done thinking....I think. When I can't take it anymore....I force myself to stop thinking. That includes video games, work, personal work, friendships, family, friends that are family, family-friends, god...I'm guessing female....etc. Problem with that is that all requires thinking too. I don't mind it at all. I love all of that. It's how I've fit myself to my own soul/life. My reality is that of a lot of important tangible people...and crazy reminders of my life, and stories.

I have a lot to say...obviously. I love getting to know new people. I realized the only way I can be happy with myself was to be honest about my life. So in order to let that happen I needed to feel open with my communication. So now I talk about as much as I can. The thoughts cross streams and you may hear me go quiet but that merely means I either stopped myself from inserting foot into mouth. Or I just confused myself by thinking waaay too hard about something.

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