Mr. Friday.A.m
Took a personality test
Found out that I have one
Don't worry much anymore
The behavior guy in the 'burbs section of the paper ran a column about "finding ones self". Pretty sure I was lost for some years but like heartache and worry, I don't remember what it felt like. I did realize emphatically yesterday that my personality is a more important component of our well being than I would have said so. The intoxication of love wards off the questions like "am I where I need to be?" or "was that horse Jesus?" It's the don't-be-so-serious wing of this personality that demands playing vs. working, fun vs. sad and c'est la vie vs. worry. When something falls off me I'll go all Richard Lewis but until then I am this and there's no one to keep saying "if he'd just knock off the joy boy stuff, he'd go far". I got here snapping bra straps and always ready to go "man walks into elevator and turns to woman already in there and says 'can I smell your feet?' and she says 'NO,. . . of course you can't' and he says 'must be your snatch then.' Inappropriate often but unstoppable for all these years.