a grain at a time


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			October 30, 2017 @ 12:03 a.m.
			Exaggeration and hyperbole.
			It's not like I don't know I'm a bit of an asshole. Or that I actually do enjoy people. What I haven't been able to figure out is how to navigate the time between loving a crowd and absolutely dreading the prospect of socializing. Anyway, sometimes you meet people that put your life into perspective; then you realize how much you are your own worst enemy, making things unnecessarily difficult. Things are not so bad. Nor so impossible. These are breaths of fresh air.
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