To have a friend, be a friend.

I sit back and think on life sometimes, well, I’m a female, so a lot of times. Who are we kidding? EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. MOMENT. HOUR. SECOND…..

Where was I?

This world is huge.  7.5 billion strong.  That’s a whole lot of folks.  That is a whole lot of chances to give out nice and to accept nice.  I wake up every morning and immediately become determined to be nice to people. Some days I have to beg my inner bad attitude to stay focused.  Some days I have to calm myself down because I will give everyone, everything and end up with nothing.

Life is about moderation. I’ve said it before. I’ll say it again. Nothing is no good. Too much is way too much. Something. Now that’s where it’s at.

I am surrounded by some of the most understanding, caring, people.  I have good family, friends and co workers.  I even have clients and people at places of business that I enjoy to see often.  I want, at the end of the day, for those people to be thankful they know me. I don’t want them to ever wish they had never met me.

I’m what they call an introverted extravert.  I thoroughly enjoy people. I thoroughly enjoy quiet though.  Conversation can sometimes cause me anxiety.  Sometimes just having someone near is enough (5 love languages-quality time).

“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
“Pooh!” he whispered.
“Yes, Piglet?”
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. “I just wanted to be sure of you.”
― A.A. Milne, The House at Pooh Corner