have shamansuit, will travel

Honesty.

I’m the type of annoying person that can tell a complete stranger about my day, about my life; that I just lost a lover, or that my best friend & I have not said a word to each other in months. I don’t like to hold back. I’m guilty of it. I’m human…but I don’t like holding back, & I don’t think anyone should ever feel we have to.

& I guess that means I like to see humanity, not the autonomy that you find so often in your life. I’m not ready for robots, I want people that are broken, that are miserable, that are making do. There are genuinely happy people, but they’re hard to find. Too often they’re pretending.

But I like pretending also…

You know what, anon, I don’t believe in deleting words already written, & I’m not about to cross that all out, so you can take from it what you will, but I think what I’m trying to say, quite poorly, is that what I like to see in people is…well…people. I think, too often, you don’t see anything, so we should be happy with whatever small truths we do see.

Maybe that’s an answer.

N