What do we define as normal

Gotta say, that's both true and untrue - that actual details are really irrelevant. Like most of life as we see it, it's a perspective. So what's the difference between truth and perspective? Not one helluva lot, so far as I can see. Even if 90% of the above is true, how pivotal is the other 10%? Most us thirty-plus don't worry about this too much...it's forgivable. Or, it's a story.

Don't matter. What I'm really trying to say is (1) I'm new here. and (2) I am leery of what I read. Sure I write, sure I have some brain-pops of my own. But I am concerned. Maybe overly cautious of other's motives. I need to say IMMEDIATELY that I am equally cautious of my own. Why? Because I 'suspect' I'm not like most of you - either driven to (oh so beautifully) share because you are behove to open up, or because you're actually sane and feel in control of your faculties, life, loves and work. I'm none, but I'm a survivor. One doesn't necessitate the other.

I suppose what I'm getting at (how would I know?) is that love - something I read on a popular post - Ani Anali -  is not a 'choice', it's a verification. Love is courage, un-applauded, unseen, unrequited. It's rather unconscious. I would so....like to have love in a way that 'un-gimped' others have, but I don't. Doesn't stop me from loving.

I wouldn't mind being Ali - to know what he knows, to see through such clear eyes, to have his intelligence. But that ain't me. Don't get me wrong: we need people like him - like you. I guess we need less like me...where's the fun in that?