It's interesting to me as I get older how much more I want to engage with other people than I had in the past. When I'm alone for too long, I stew in my own juices such that I don't like the person who's doin' the stewin.' There are reasons for this, but they seem to just be at arms length from my brain...
Still, I feel the need to observe, to feel, to not just do for the sake of doing, but to actually connect action to feeling.
It's frustrating, and I'm pissed off a lot more than I was, but it's oddly beautiful and good to feel this way...
