bananas and pickles... no I don't but I've seen it.

You may have noticed or you may not have noticed that my writing has fallen by the side lately.

Deep introspection, reflection, seething, wrestling with, and journeys deep into the abyss.

However, I’ve gotten to the point that I like who I am, with some improvements necessary.

Who isn’t without need of improvement, seriously. Yeah you there ego manic I’m sure you think you’re perfect but you’re not.

I like me for me

I like the way I dress
I like my hair
I like my sense of humor

I accept your differences and your right to be different

When our lives collide please accept that I’m not like you
Don’t ask me to change to fit some preconceived idea of what you think the world should be like that you got from too many years of someone telling you that this is the way things work. They don’t work that way. They work the way you want them to work.

If you like to hang your Christmas tree from the ceiling do it … I don’t but if you want to it’s ok

If you like you peanut butter sam-ich with banana and pickle make it that way … just don’t ask me to take a bite.

I knew all of this and didn’t listen to a lot of the noise out there in the world but it gets lost

In other news…

Some jokes aren’t funny

That’s all for now other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,