I have learned it isn’t too late to fulfill a goal or a dream. As long as I still breathe there is hope that I can accomplish something meaningful. I have also learned that waiting for something to happen can be a way of procrastinating or avoiding life. I need to make life happen, not waiting for it to sort itself out.
I need to create my experiences and I need to enjoy the moments I do have. There is more to life than working and eating and sleeping. I forgot how much I need companionship and good cheer. I tend to isolate myself. Not intentionally of course, just being social takes work for me. It never came naturally. I always made easier friends with animals than people.
I guess I have learned to fake it pretty well. It is a skill to make it seem like you enjoy small talk. A skill that I have used for a long time, but I think I have gotten better at it. It isn’t like I don’t care. I actually care a great deal, I am just not good at showing it at times. And, I just don’t like the informal dance of How do you do, I’m Good thing that we do over and over. I guess I wish greetings were more original or varied. I enjoy getting to know a person, I don’t enjoy a crowd. I guess I have gotten better at dealing with it though.
The Infamous Jennisfora Strikes Again...or something like that 