So it turns out many know me. In a way I've made a name for myself whether through art or by having been acquainted with someone very popular. I was always aware how people stalk popular peoples' blogs and Facebook accounts, but I would never have expected that people will also make me a topic to be had.
I reckon it is a good thing nonetheless. Truth is, I would have been that Carson 2 years back without much improvement had I so chose to tread along the edge of people's approval. I like the me now, but at the same time I miss the good times I had when I was the old me. That naive, friendly, peaceful, and just agreeable person. The Nice Guy side of me to be specific.
But how can a Nice Guy possibly build a life of vertebrate when his philosophy is basically only sufficient for living within the approval zones set by others around him? Chances are slim to none.
Shrug my shoulders and march on. It's silly to even feel that desire to protect those who wish not to be protected by me. Ah well, reality is as such aye. To each his own.
Some days, I really think about my ex. I wonder if she is doing okay. Then I blow it off and tell myself that I've got to worry about my own life first. Forget hers.
Anyways, I finally met with my partner's friend. Had a quick critique about our project and something truly peculiar happened while I was there. Her shyest cat came up to me and presented herself and kept looking at me, apparently it does not happen with other strangers. This reminded me of the time I was at Jarold's house, and his shyest cat would come to me. -Which begs the question, what am I doing in the feline world that I can attract the shyest cats? To which, she also added that she had a slut cat that totally ignored me. Which was pleasant to know. Which I'd love to think as MILFs in real life avoiding me, lol!
I might get myself a cat after all. We'll see.
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