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Current and former educator/writer looking to update the quantity of human knowledge starting from a grass roots effort and, hopefully expand to include most of the known world, and some that ain't.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

You know....????

You know, things just often have a way of working themselves out. My seeming juvenile ways, I forgot to tell you I regularly acted the sum of my years (and sometimes less) in order to make people think of me as I wanted, afforded me exactly what it was I was looking to find. I was running around jumping off things and doing my wonderful back flips, I was pretty damned good at those for most of my teens and before, when this decent looking guy of about, I don't know, thirty-five or so came to check me out. Believe me when I tell you, I knew when someone was looking at me versus just happening to "be there." I had been working on my flips for about a week or so, at pretty much the same time, in this particular park on the east side of Cleveland. The guy I am talking about came around on about the third day and I noticed him the next day. Really, I noticed him the first day, but he didn't want me to notice, if you know what I mean. By the fourth day he moved a bit closer, and by the sixth day he had decided to have a conversation with me. I was ecstatic.

He asked me how I learned to do such a wonderful thing. I told him it was just something that came to me naturally, which was absolutely the truth. then he started asking me about just ME. You know, that hadn't happened too much thus far in my life, so I told him. I really felt very comfortable with this man quite quickly and almost decided I couldn't do what I had planned. Of course I thought better of it and went ahead anyway. I told him about my mother. I told him about what I had done and pretty much with whom. I told him that I was a kid that had no true boundaries but those I had made for myself. In short I was honest, which was another thing that wasn't normal for me. Not that I lied, I just had not been incredibly honest with a whole lot of people.

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