 I make no move unless I understand all options (obstacles too) that might be placed before me. If I cannot see my path clear I do not make a run for it and hope for the best, I just stand my ground and wait for the clear path. I know all the options so I can recognize the "signs" . .. . and all that makes me laugh because if you took one look at my life right now you too might believe I'm sandwiches short of a picnic. I'm not.
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 Do I need a life partner . . . without a man I can eat what I want when I want, no cooking. I can work when I work even if I rise with the sun or work all through the night. I answer to not one person. Is it lonely? Ah, that's the tricky one, of course it is, AND lonely holds not one candle to pissed off, trapped and bleeding oxygen . . .
 I needed to survive long enough to truly understand the lesson I’d been teaching for so long. If you are better people together, stay together, if not understand why and wave goodbye knowing your love. Once you truly love someone, you can never not love them again.
 Was going to write so much more and so ends my night . . . I’m
being called out by the forces that are. That always means well . . . I’ll float among the stars, flying myself through them . . . I’ll remember who I really am, not who I'm getting to be . . .  There’s a part of me that wants to put my coat and boots on and go walk the streets of Arlington at 4:00 a.m. I’m pretty sure that’s not my wisest move from any perspective. There are moments when I know that if I could just run fast enough, far enough, my brain would finally stop thinking. Laughing, that’s true, I’d keel over from a heart attack.
 People have gotten as far as the Texaco, trying to find me . . . people asking for directions to my house. Texaco employees have actually called me, asking my permission to give someone directions to my house. That's so righteous, you can't pay for that. I think it is hugely amusing that they all think I’m a recluse. I’m not a recluse. Laughing, I'm a person who values her privacy.
 Don't wonder who you are, I know who you are, so do you. Wonder why you are, that's what you're wondering anyway . . . you're trying to reconcile what you imagined with what is actual . . . happy is when those two agree (optimism is believing that they really can agree, pessimism is knowing it's impossible, realistic is the understanding that it's possible for moments in time). Happiness really needs to be defined as more than a state of well-being.
 I want the solace of my house . . . I built it on a vortex. People think I'm kidding until they see the fly formations in the kitchen. There can be food all over the counter and every single fly is flying in circles in the middle of the room. If you block the circle they freak out. It's fun for people who don't understand energy to watch, it's a good lesson.
 The sounds of the city are destroying me. I spotted a star (actually Venus) and was so relieved I almost told one of the citiots attached to his communication device . . . that would have been such a mistake, I know that from past experience. People just stare at you like you're from Mars as they walk away wondering who the hell I think I am . . . I've decided that is apparently my job, I leave 'em wonderin' when they go.
 I always laugh with people when I tell them I’m a warrior. I don’t even think of myself as a “female” warrior, I’m not, a warrior is a warrior is a warrior . . . laughing, my attachment to “breasts” this time ‘round makes the warrior journey a battle of goodness. Bear used to laugh with me, “yep, sometimes it is easier to just shoot them”.
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About Janet:Janet DeLong, PhD, is a philosophical writer. She'd tell you that is by default, we know it's by design. While her perceptions are not always comfortable, they are always Categories
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