Learning a lot these days about me. Mostly that I am better off with my thoughts safely swirling around in my head. No need to verbally express them or even write them. I am not in the center evidently. I feel strongly about things that normal happy people do not care about at all.

I continue to look for the reason we are all doing this. I know it has to do with learning and loving and dying. I hate the dying. I watched Big Fish the other day and had to go into the bathroom twice to cry. I miss my Daddy. I guess I will be 80 (if I am lucky) and still miss him. It's what he brought to the table. It's so cool to walk a high wire with a net.

I have no idea if I am the only one thinking that I am a completely average, slightly crazy person. I hate that. I do nothing greatly. But I guess greatness is rare. Sorry I'm a little down. Tomorrow will be cool.