So I asked Ronny what he liked most about himself not fully knowing how I'd answer it if he asked me in return. He said his artistic ability. I thought to myself, "I don't really have that." I mean, I can't draw, I can't paint and sometimes I question if I can even write. I told him I'd ponder it a bit and blog about it when I had some idea.
I tried to explain to him that I am all or nothing most of the time. I'm fueled by passion. I think my ability to reinvent myself is my favorite thing. To me, reinvention can manifest itself in many different ways. I'm struggling for the words really. Jerry once said, "Milwork, your ability to come back stronger than before after being kicked down has always amazed me about you." It was funny coming from him since he was one of the biggest downfalls in my 20's. Jesus Christ, what was I thinking that I let a scummy fuck like him put me in such a bad position? Maybe I can say what I don't like.....my heart. While it doesn't love a whole lot, it's so honest and forthcoming. I tend to allow myself to get too excited about new people. I just can't deny the way I feel. It's such a rarity to be completely intrigued and super excited about getting to know someone new.
More to come, I must close my eyes and allow myself to sleep. Anticipation is killing me!
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