I have never been a person who judges situations or people or events by what they look like. If at all, I judge the effect it/they have on me. In that way, rather childishly, I have always considered myself untouchable by what goes around me. Sort of like that song "Illusion and Dreams"

Illusion and Dreams by The Poet of the Falls Wrote:"What's going on fails to concern me
cause I'm locked behind my wall.."

I have believed that being emotionally affected by such matters as what others think is stupidity in its purest form. People play things safe. Safe is boring. Boring is stagnant. I have always been so and it has always served me well. I have always questioned why people are as they are and have always given up trying to understand it... I am not a people person. I will never understand their point of view. A friend recently asked me why I like to stay alone and out of contact. What was it about loneliness I liked so much? I was truly surprised. I have never been "lonely". It isn't like I have locked myself in a room with no windows, no internet or phone and have food delivered from a flap by a robot. I could understand her point of being out of touch, but I could not find a suitable answer. People are scared of having no one to talk to. They can't understand the reasoning of someone who is not.

And yet... I marvel that sdespite all these assumed notions, how susceptible to emotions and situations, I am. I have friends, but I care about them not. I had love that I have lost. I have dreams that seem to be un-attainable because I am stretched to the my limits, but they still require more. I have a place to return to but I despise it etc...

And so, I do what all humans do... I drown myself with something to forget other things (No I don't mean drugs, booze or anything like that). Am I really this weak? So after all... wee are all just so fragile... aren't wee?!

Life is truly hilarious!

lol....

Haha... funny I had to write all that then after sometime be put in situation that tests those points of view.