life, and it brings a smile across your face. So, imagine the GREAT
experinces, and you can't get to sleep, cause they keep playing over and
over in your head. That's happening to me, me and this certain woman.
I thought, and I continue to think its me. I mean, I like her and
'stuff', but I think its cause I'm set in my ways. My ways are nothing
like, ' want to be alone', or, ' I like sleeping by myself and in my own
bed'. Its just when things happen that way and you get use to doing it
that way, that's the way it is. I guess I'm just turning into an old man
with an active mind, which is way too active.
I make plans to do things, things that I know I will enjoy after a days
work. But when the work ends, its like I'm on auto, home, relax for 15
minutes, shower, tv and in bed by 8:30pm. I don't think there's nothing
wrong with me. I have no problem expressing excatly what I want. Its
just that, that...I want things to be simple. Its like I deal with the
public, M kind of forced to make small take, make you feel comfortable.
I tend to be personal, personal about my life, I have no secrets.
I was asked the other day by a female customer, don't I have any
problems with exposing myself like that to just anyone. I said this. '
I'm me, I'm happy with me and that's all that matters and counts. If you
have a problem with me, I'm sure you will say something to me about what
I did wrong to you. If by chance you're happy or I bought a smile across
your face, in your heart, feel free , and tell me. But you won't. You
won't cause you're afraid of exposing yourself cause you're afraid what
I might do with it. Take your kindness for granted. My kindness isn't
mine any more if I give it to you, its yours to do with as you please'
she then said that I probably don't let anything bother me. But things
do, people do and I tell them right there on the spot. Once its out of
my system, its not mine any more, I don't go over it any more. I move
on, and still be friendly with you.
That's how I am, that's how I rasied myself.
--michaelchappell
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