When 1 + 1 doesn't = 2

Doesn't really make sense, huh? 1 + 1 should ALWAYS = 2. I think so. And when it doesn't......I struggle with trying to MAKE it. As I've said before....I just can't stand it when things don't go the way they are suppose to go. It sets me off balance and makes me feel all weird. I wish I could just write down on pieces of paper all of the different things I want and don't want....then put it in a hat and POOF.....there it is. My little world of perfect.

Actually, I don't need perfect. I just need something to feel comfortable in. Maybe it's just my own skin I need to be comfortable with. I wonder if you are okay with yourself, if you can be okay with anything? Wow.......that would be amazing.

I am a passionate person.....if I feel something.....it shows. Now, I'm a pushover. Big time. However, I'm so emotional that if I feel strongly about something....well, you get the picture. And I think that is one of the reasons I carry a lot of hurt.

Subject change:

I think that everyone placed in our paths were specifically put there to mold us in some way. Not just to learn about them but to learn about ourselves. I wish I always understood the lesson though. Tough times warrant crying and hurt feelings. And I don't seem to ever learn that lesson. And it always hurts just the same. Silly me.

I'm going through something right now. And a lot of things are becoming apparent to me. Always treat other people lovingly.....that's the way you want to be treated, right? You can't expect to be loved if you don't show love.

I wonder if there is anything louder than the sound of someone you love packing up there things and leaving. Sounds such as that have to be piercing.


Wow....ok, subject change real quick. I just looked down at my hands as they were typing. I have old hands. Sheesh they look exceptionally old right now.