people tell me i'm strange I mean, am I really? I'm starting to think I really must be. Not because of my own perceptions of myself but because of how others perceive me. "When the doors of perception are cleansed, man will see things as they truly are, infinite." -William Blake I mean, not that I really care. Obviously Is that so wrong? Because I like living out loud and need some outlets Because I have slacker tendencies and it makes me accountable People tell me I think like a man and to be honest I don't really believe its a bad thing tube tops and heels don't define me as a woman nor a person I tend to be a very creative person with a lot of thoughts and they need someplace to go. I should be a writer... oh no! The irony of trying to be understood only ends up making me feel even misunderstood. Life is funny and cruel all at once. I coined that one today! *Missunderstood* Not because of me but because of others peoples interpretations of the small parts that I share, of what they feel has been formed. Some what like no two people can read a poem or look at a painting and feel the exact same way. Projection. Not by what I write, think, or feel but by the way they perceive it to mean, because of where they are at in their own lives, not where i'm at in mine. I realize it over and over that it's not a reflection of me, but them. and you. It's all good though. Its suppose to be thought provoking after all