yes its me.
sabatoge.
you realize that i have always landed on my feet, always.
but i do tend to push to hard, take it to far, drop the ball, whatever. and i know exactly why i do it, why i back myself into a corner. i absolutely love to live by my instincts. I am always pondering large questions, my mind is always racing with thoughts. i need an outlet for it, or i might explode.
also i love competition, i love a challenge, i love the hotseat, i love intensity.
i act like i don't care, but i care too damn much. i remember when i was young, that i had the largest heart for all living things. i used to have gut wrenching remorse for stepping on an ant.
but then when my favorite dog Butch, a st bernard was real sick, dying and in obvious pain. i remember praying to god to just take him. i really think that is the turning point for me.
i still care, i still have passion, but i deal with things more logically now, and i mask my fears with wit and a barrage of jokes.
did you have a different interpretation of that quote?
Because my guess is that (if you had a sense of humor) you would find it relates to you...
we both got blunt! and that last sentence was when i blew it.