Part 2

I'm in the office after a particularly interesting morning of meetings and food. I like meetings...and I really like food.

Life has been ridiculous lately. I was comfortable with my perception of what my life was all about, and confident in the fact that I wouldn't want it any other way. Then things were ... rustled up, if you will, and here I am, a bit off balance, but surprisingly calm and cool.

I wish I could be a recluse at a time like this. You've all known someone who faces a sudden or difficult change in his or her life, goes into hiding for a while, and comes back, better than ever and possibly even tanned. I wish I didn't need people around me when I was lost, people that I could babble to and be incoherent with and show all my weaknesses to.
But unfortunately, I need people and I need babble, and it's both funny and disturbing to see who I find comfort in in different situations ... I really feel bad for them, putting up with my shit, but respect that they can.

Because it's some pretty irritating shit.