Sometimes I think as adults we all live in that world of "be careful" a bit too much. I must add, I hate that life can harden us. I hate that people tend to make fun of the true mushy people. I hate that sometimes we are made to feel stupid for being a hopeless romantic. I hate that I give in to such thought process at times.
I've lived in that world for what seems like an eternity. I decided some time ago to stop hiding myself and to start letting people seem who I really am. I must give a certain amount of credit to JWD since I've allowed myself to open up here, to all of you, in ways I haven't to very many people outside of here. (Still protected my softer, inner core, however.)
I guess I figured that if I wanted to meet people who could be closely intimate friends or perhaps a real, pure love, I had to allow people to see who I really am. If people don't like it, well, I guess they don't need to be my friends.
However, that requires some amount of strength, as it can be very lonely at times. It also requires one to be prepared to let people go.
But I digress a bit. Yeah, I think I'm going to be mushy for a while yet. If anyone has a problem with it, well they can eff a whole lot of hell off!