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Do you find yourself wondering sometimes.... what the destination of life really is?
I do.
I like to let my mind meander about...
I wonder, if more people would just ponder, instead of worry, we'd all be a lot happier.
Life doesn't have to be a serious thing. But we all seem to make it such.
I like to do my best to keep it at least kind... As in I try to always be kind to everyone. I know there's many times I fail, and even times I outright blow that out of the water and jump into a full on tactical strike of mean-ness it seems like.
But, I like to think I do a pretty good job of being a kind person, and an even better job at teaching my children to be kind as well.
But then I also find myself wondering then, if this is the sort of person that I am, why is it that I can't seem to hold onto friends?
Or to make friends easily?
I wonder if the people I am around think that I am one of those fake shell sort of people that are sooo super sweet to your face, but really just a rotten bitch when it all boils down...
I'd like to ask them... but I don't think that people would be honest.

I don't really have a point to this post. This is all it really is, I just meandered over here to my little bloggy, and decided to start writing.

Please then folks, if you know me, leave a comment, tell me the truth. The might hurt to hear it, or warm your soul to know it truth.

And no, I am NOT one of those "everybody's gotta love me" kind of people... I just don't understand, I think I have friends, then when it comes down to it... I do, I have some amazing friends... but turns out it's just not like I thought, that I have many friends, nope... I've got 3. Sometimes a girl needs more than 3 pals.