People have this narcissistic tendency of assuming I'm writing about them. I'm usually not--unless it's blatantly obvious. I do, however, talk about problems that exist in our society as pertains to the general public and my struggling to deal with them because there are a lot of conflicting behavioral and cognitive juxtapositions that I don't understand. Most times I don't even understand myself and how I truly feel in regards to certain people or situations because I insist that everything is fine when it's probably not. I guess I blog to figure things out. Want to know what else I don't understand?
...why this lovely number decided to die in front of the door. I screamed three different times because I kept forgetting it was there. I wonder if our neighbors actually look at their surveillance footage because that would be embarrassing... What am I supposed to do with it? Can you throw these things in the trash can? I had a friend that threw her rats in the trash can, so maybe this is okay?
I think I'm starting to like him because for once in my life I don't have to try so hard to desperately hold on to something. I don't know if this is a good enough reason...
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