Ixchellian
Bluelighter
Stop trying to define yourself with inanimate objects and tests. You know who you are.
Stop trying to measure people to a standard for friendship. Even the most unlikely people can become good friends.
For example.... I picked up a guy hitch-hiking with his dog out of Alamosa to Flagstaff, and it turned out he's a total Dead-head. I mean a for real-real Deadhead.
We got to talking about all kinds of crap because at one time I too had been a serious pot-head before the Army. Even paid his fare with methadone 10mg tabs.
After about 50miles, he noticed the 9mm on my hip and asked me about it (and said he figured I'd have shot him by then if that'd been my intention), and after talking about guns for a while I offered to let him shoot it. He'd never even held a gun before, but was comfortable enough by then to consider it seriously.
So out by Cortez I found a good spot, and we did some shootin' with my handguns, rifles, and my AK. Got him hooked right then. From then on, whenever we'd meet up one of the first things he'd ask is if I had my AK so we could go shooting. It's kinda funny, and we both have fun. And in turn he's dragged me to a couple Dead & Phish shows.
Get it? Total stranger, things suprisingly in common, and found new things to enjoy.
I know.... most people suck. And they do. Truthfully what we all are is sacks of blood & guts moving about a world that we have little influence on. Just find a little corner of it that you can hold onto, and hope that may someone will come along that you can share things with. But stop trying to analyze yourself..... you'll find out as things go on.
Stop trying to measure people to a standard for friendship. Even the most unlikely people can become good friends.
For example.... I picked up a guy hitch-hiking with his dog out of Alamosa to Flagstaff, and it turned out he's a total Dead-head. I mean a for real-real Deadhead.
We got to talking about all kinds of crap because at one time I too had been a serious pot-head before the Army. Even paid his fare with methadone 10mg tabs.
After about 50miles, he noticed the 9mm on my hip and asked me about it (and said he figured I'd have shot him by then if that'd been my intention), and after talking about guns for a while I offered to let him shoot it. He'd never even held a gun before, but was comfortable enough by then to consider it seriously.
So out by Cortez I found a good spot, and we did some shootin' with my handguns, rifles, and my AK. Got him hooked right then. From then on, whenever we'd meet up one of the first things he'd ask is if I had my AK so we could go shooting. It's kinda funny, and we both have fun. And in turn he's dragged me to a couple Dead & Phish shows.
Get it? Total stranger, things suprisingly in common, and found new things to enjoy.
I know.... most people suck. And they do. Truthfully what we all are is sacks of blood & guts moving about a world that we have little influence on. Just find a little corner of it that you can hold onto, and hope that may someone will come along that you can share things with. But stop trying to analyze yourself..... you'll find out as things go on.