I think that, too often, I manage to see only the good in people. Then, when they reveal their true nature, I take it as a personal attack.
I think that, too often, I see only the bad in people. Then, when they reveal their true nature, I ignore it and soon forget that it ever happened.
This might not be the best way to live my life. Seems kinda lopsided, if that makes any sense.
I was thinking about sweetness tonight, as I enjoyed a Fastenbier (376), which had magically reappeared on tap even after FutureDude had told me it was gone. I think FutureDude is pissed at me for some real or imagined reason.
Anyway, I know two girls who I would absolutely characterize as sweet. Not particularly nice, perhaps, but definitely sweet.
Shut up. There is too a difference. A huge difference.
There is just something special about a sweet girl. I wish that I knew more of them. But alas, they are very rare, at least in the world that I inhabit.
I think that's why I'm so drawn to sweetness.
I'm not saying that no other qualities matter to me, because they certainly do. But sweetness trumps everything else.
I'm not even sure that I could describe what the fuck I'm talking about.
I am tired now.