Pizza Pie

I need to become a pizza-maker. That is what I do best. I love feeling the dough and making it into something so tasty and beautiful. It takes time, but I feel like I could become the greatest pizza-maker ever to live on this dear planet. Perhaps. Let me show you my work (go ahead and glance up- there it is, a nice pizza pie).

So anyways, I'm in California for the weekend; I'm feeling a little strange here, but it is not a bad thing. I am understanding more and more that it takes time to understand people and their emotions and feelings. Learning about personality types through socionics has really helped me with this. I know that I need to 'think less.' It just is not as easy for me as it sounds. I think I may just have to resort to speaking less, writing more, thinking the same amount. That is, if I can not lessen my thoughts. They just flow out of me too much and too fast. It is difficult to control-- self-control is a skill I must practice in this regard as well, I suppose. We'll see where these thoughts and decisions take me. Hopefully, somewhere pleasant and happy. :)

I most definitely feel happy now. I love being myself. And I love good people around me. I would do ANYTHING for a person that I loved truly. I hope someday some person would like to say the same thing to me.

I cherish love, life, and happiness. In all of its forms.