On my mind

When you go to the bathroom to pee, and a lil fart comes out, why is it that I’m SO very embarrassed? I mean, I am in the bathroom, farting is a natural bodily function, and sometimes a lil one pops out, and I don’t have any control over it. But then, I sit there procrastinating on the toilet, just sitting there, because I don’t want to walk out and have everybody know that I was the one that had the sneaker….

I had dinner with a friend last night, and it was great! We sat and talked, and laughed, and there wasn’t a bad moment. Its funny, ironic, unexpected, how people you think you’ll keep in contact with forever, aren’t the people you do, and the people you do still connect with weren’t necessarily the people you thought you’d connect with…Its random and crazy, and most unexpectedly its comforting.

There’s people from my past that I need to say good bye too, and I think I’m finally growing the cajones to do it. I don’t necessarily have the reputation as being “the nice one,” but by golly when everything is said and done I’m definitely “the people pleaser”. I care too much…I hate seeing anybody uncomfortable or in pain, and if there’s something I can do to make it better, then I do it. Well you know what, it’s a Darwinian world out there, and I’m sick of being used as a doormat, I know I’m better than that!