Within a matter of minutes I can usually sketch out a rough outline of a person.Yeah, I don’t know much of the nitty gritty, but I know enough. What do they talk about the most? What do they focus
on? What do they do with their time? What do they love? If you ask and listen to people- they'll tell you what type of a person they are. Time passes and sometimes I let them get to know me too.
But after investing and opening, it is practically impossible for me to be
okay with seeing them go. In fact, I’d venture to say that is one of the biggest sources of pain in my
life. Seeing people who I have come to know so well… seeing them
walk away. That hurts me like no physical wound ever has. You can't ever replace a person. They are too individual. Each soul emanates a different color, each voice sings a different history.
In my perfect world. I would have a huge house- big enough for all the people I love and their families to live there, right close. I would make loads of loaves of bread and play weird music all day. I would do laundry so much, that the whole place would start to smell of fresh laundered clothes. There would be a huge overgrown backyard with fruit trees and lakes so all of my friends and family could adventure together.
