From where, you might ask? Or maybe you might not ask. I've had other sitdiaries before. You may remember "because" or "taraluvspunk" or "666" ..or maybe you dont. Carry on. I'm thinking about writing a paper about how much I hate Wal-Mart. Yeah. ...yeah, someday. Oh how the hatred fuels.. -------------------------------------------- I feel as if I have grown as a person. As a whole. As an entire being. Those around me might say the same ....if there were people around me. .....that knew me before. However I have left my family and "friends" in Pennsylvania. I have that word quoted because maybe James made a point. Maybe I never truly experienced a friend. There are great people I've known but who would have given their life for me? Rose may have before, and I would have for her, But we drifted. We are different people now even though despite everything, I still have a spot for her on my mental list of people to care about. Kristin would be the only other person I'd trust in an exchange of life. Distance has parted me from many people but that's all that it is. ..distance. earth. ...plane ticket. Am I so private that I've never even opened myself to anyone? I never find myself sitting at home lacking a friend. Perhaps I am too overly comfortable with the presense of myself and James. Visitation here and there would be ok. A get-together once a month, but I have no void a friend can fill. But what is a friend? Can a friend be a family member? In that case, my sister and cousin have that list topped. I have taken bits of people with me everywhere I go. Those who have influenced me will always stick with me. It's an appreciation un-worthy of english words. It's a shaping process of who you are. "Sheltered", "anti-social", "shy", these are all things I've heard before. I dont agree to either though. I'm just me and I stay on the path that feels right to me. I dont avoid people. I encounter as I go and move on with the person I've chosen to be my other half, James.