I started this blog in my head. It was imaginary. One day I was driving to pick up some bottled water. On the way the store I saw a woman. She looked interesting. Despondent.

I laughed at myself because it seems I have a tendency (not a rule) to want to get involved with people I think need my help. People that show weakness. I’ve always just kind of laughed at this because it’s clearly so egotistical.

But then it hit me. She smiled and I realized I wasn’t looking at her as someone who I needed to fix. I was looking at her as someone who could fix me. That I’d always been. Funny how you can miss little things like that.

2 months and a number of prescription drugs later here we are. What can I say.