Monday, February 21, 2011

Journal Entry

This is the stage in the SM experience where everyone bothers you, and the things that send you over the edge will be laughingly small a few months from now. You'd rather hibernate/hermitize than spend time with those too loud, too soft, too opinionated, too wishy washy people.
Judgmental much? Life is pretty good, but it's just real life now. Going through motions, pretending to enjoy others' company, when all you want is someone who thinks and behaves like you do.

I'm not sure if a drastically different culture would be better or worse now...

Text convo with Mom:

Me: "Love you lots!"
Her: "Love you more."

...that's a lot said in six words; a whole lot more in the last three.

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