I hate people. No, not really. But every time I think I have this social thing down. Something gets weird. What. The. Hell. From now on, I'm not conforming to social conventions. That's when it gets screwed up. I'm just doing it my way. My way works just fine. Very rarely does it become a problem when I just breathe and make natural choices. That was my angsty post of the day. That being said, I can move on. I hit a wall with my current life-direction project. I've had week to think about it. And what I've formulated in my mind is that maybe I've invested too much enery into one thing. Some of my interests and projects have fallen to the wayside. I wonder what would have come of them if I'd spent more energy on them. I always have spurts of reinvention. This one is about English and biography and listening and gardening. I'll let you know how it goes. Optimistically, Me