life is about choices anyhow, many choices, sometimes overwhelming, most of the times baffling to others.
i do not really try to understand other people, although the idea is seductive at times, it may make me appear like a cold and rational person, but that is the last thing i am, and then, only in an emergency. i am usually fairly busy just trying to know myself, but then again, i have great difficulty to understand how it is that i am the way i am, or that i do the things i do.
i have my own bouts of needing to go hide in my own cave, live like an hermit, talk to nobody, be out of communication. sometimes this is needed. i can do that easily because i have a family and friends who love me unconditionally, and who respect my needs.
people need the freedom to go their own way, make their own choices, whatever these might be. is is not always easy, and the observers will be puzzled, however, it is not their life. let them be puzzled, it breaks their boredom.
i grew up exposed to the attention of the public, and for me, this was difficult, very difficult indeed. we all need to find out own path, our way, and be honest with ourselves. it did not have be difficult. today i am starting to realize that that that seemed annoying is the very source of the comfort that i experience today. once i made the choice that this is my life, it is the way it is, i have the shortcomings that i have, and i have the talents that i have, then i started to taste freedom.
