for me it's spiders - for you its me.

Comfort is a funny feeling.  It is dangerous.   In the beginning it is reassuring, it provides encouragement, and a safety net - but if you get too enthralled in this comfort, you will eventually lose your footing.  

Nothing lasts forever, so eventually your comforts shift, your situations change, and you find yourself being complacent in new cities, with new people - it is human nature, we all are attracted to the familiar.  

What does this all mean ? what is this convoluted rant trying to get at?

Nothing is unconditional.  Everyone has their price..... everyone has their breaking point.

I love fiercely.  When I let someone in, it is a very very deep in.  So when they end up disappointing me, it always cuts pretty deep.  I have to learn a lesson eventually.  

It is funny, the other day this girl I know was telling me a story about someone doing something shitty to her.... and do you know what i responded with?   I told her that I just expect people to disappoint me now - I don't even get mad, I just wait for it.

I guess I am just over it now.  I am sincerely over turning a blind eye to people treating me with any ounce of disrespect - and I am even more over overextending myself for people who do not deserve it.

Word to the wise.... by the beating of my drum, something wicked this way comes

fin.