Who Am I?
I ask myself this question on a regular bases.
To be honest I'm not sure I should be the one writing this.
Here is what I know so far.
I am a Druid.
Not sure what I can say about that. So was Winston Churchill.
You would have to know one to understand the answer.
I am a man. I'm heterosexual in that orientation.
I know that I can be moved to tears by a song, a sunset or a touching part of a movie or book.
There is something wrong with me.
I often times don't understand why someone would say they like me.
I know I have a low self esteem. I don't think much of my looks either.
I don't strive to be liked.
I never act in a manner other than who I am.
What ever that is.
The feelings that run in me are very deep to say the least.
I can be hurt by the smallest things.
As much as it would be easy to lash back.
I don't, that's not the right thing to do.
Laughter is a good thing, I try to see the humor in life.
friendship is something I value a great deal.
I don't always find it.
When I do I hold on tight, I know how it can slip away.
I love Scully, she has been with me for almost nine years now.
Scully is my cat.
I have nothing real to show for this life.
I'm not a father, I have no wife or lover or child to remember me after I'm gone.
I have written nothing that will stand the test of tomorrow let alone time.
I always feel I can do better and I strive for that.
Perhaps thats the way it should be.
I will leave no baggage behind.
Sometimes I get very depressed, I think we all can. I try not to dwell.
I have been called many things in my life.
I'm sure they have all fit at one time or another.
I have struggled with this question my whole life.
I have been on a journey of discovery to learn who I am.
I know I am many things to many people. Perhaps that is who I am.