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Tuesday February 06, 07

Almost 2 1/2 years ago...

04:35 AM

I started my journal back in November 2004. It is hard to believe that I actually have stuck with it. You see, I am not a very loyal person. I move from passion to passion, project to project, city to city... with little regret and little nostalgia for those things I once held dear. Oh sure, I miss many things that I have left behind... boyfriends, cities, cars, boats, friends, bands, drugs... But I never fail to find new passions to occupy my time. I truly believe that having these passions is what makes me wake up and get out of bed every morning. Without them, why would I? My dream world or the dark nothingness of eternal death would satisfy.

We need our passions like we need water and air. They give us a reason to live, nourish us, and sustain us. Passion is the fuel for life. Of course everybody has different passions. In a perfect world, we would all love the same things right?! This would end all conflicts, wars, arguments, and misunderstandings. But alas, this is not to be the case. We humans are quite different, aren't we?! For the most part, this makes us feel unique and quite special. We cling to our passions as if they were the salient attributes of our identities. And are they not?! So why do we get so irritated by others 'odd' fetishes and obsessions? Why are we so threatened by these differences? Do we really secretly wish that our family, friends, spouses, and lovers felt exactly the same about all the important things that matter to us? Why do we cringe when their desires conflict with ours? Why do we poke fun at them for being unlike ourselves?

I admire people who live authentically. These people have no pretense. They present themselves just as they are—warts and all. So, while I go about my life being true to myself and expecting others to accept me as I am, why can't I easily do the same? Why is it so hard for me accept, respect, and befriend others who are not like me? I don't love everyone. And I like even fewer. The result of this is that I will live an isolated life, I suppose. Too bad there isn't another Jehne out there for me to pal around with. Well, maybe not... in time, I am sure she would grate my nerves as well.

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  • How well I do remember when you 1st started your journal in here ~ one of your first entries was addressed me! I was surprised to be singled out by the very kind compliments you had lavished on me too. :) Since then I've looked forward to reading your entries; though I've not left comments often I have noted and admired that like a butterfly you flutter from one passion to the next, and always sharing the various and in depth details about them. (So like a Libra!) Coincidentally, I was just telling a new friend how my passions are everything to me, that where would I or anyone be without having passions? They are what make life worth living! Like you, I tend to have passions all over the map, as it were, and yet I wish I could be more like you when you say, with little regret and little nostalgia for those things I once held dear. For as you have also said, We need our passions like we need water and air. They give us a reason to live, nourish us, and sustain us. Passion is the fuel for life. I cling to my oldest, deareset passions as I discover and add new ones and discard those that were just mere infatuations. But I lament losing touch with someone I thought I'd know for my life time.

    I can agree with when you also write, So, while I go about my life being true to myself and expecting others to accept me as I am, why can't I easily do the same? Why is it so hard for me accept, respect, and befriend others who are not like me? I don't love everyone. And I like even fewer. The result of this is that I will live an isolated life, I suppose.

    I have always preferred my own company, and like you find it very hard giving my time to just anyone. I often find others to be disappointing and shallow, and yet I do try to give everyone the benefit of the doubt; yet I am invariably disappointed thus have become even more reserved with sharing my time.

    I used to have a very close friend with whom I did "pal around" and we were quite inseparable. She practically mirrored my every move, but we were both so young and at that age where one is seemingly discovering so many things for the 1st time that at first I was flattered to have a clone, lol. Indeed, I was not too bothered until she started appropriating credit for many things that had to do with me and not her. We remained friends, but I found that I started to prefer the company of those with interests more unlike my own rather than sharing similar ones. I think this type of young friendship is quite common and a process of growth; but I do hope others know to branch out from them too as it really does broaden one's horizons.

    I really enjoyed reading your entry, Jehne! Dare I say it, but we have a few things in common?! ;)

    J. Razor -- Tuesday February 06 2007, @08:33AM (#248220)
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