As an adult with no kids, it's my solemn duty to embrace the hobbies and adventures my peers no longer have time for, because they've sacrificed their freedom to keep the human race alive. I must travel, nap, pursue whimsical interests, and have fun in their honor.
At times when I meet people, I meet their inner child first. I've always been told I become attached to people's potential, but I really think I get attached to their innocence. I can see who they were before the world messed them up, and that's why I love freely.
I would only tell a man's daughter one thing, that most men are profoundly lost, frightened creatures who do not understand themselves, let alone you. they arrive with their needs poorly disguised as affection and they are so sturdily convinced of their own sincerity that they will fool you for months, sometimes years. and this is not because they are evil, it is because they are unfinished. and unfinished men do terribly stupid things to the women that love them and then stand there baffled at the wreckage, as if some other man inside them did it all. that so the one thing i would tell her is this, you will not be able to tell the unfinished ones from the finished ones by their words. you can only tell by what they do when they are angry, or tired, or scared. that is where you see what you are actually working with
I JUST HEARD SOMEONE SAY
"MAYBE YOU DON'T NEED MORE TIME TO HEAL, MAYBE YOU NEED MORE EXPERIENCES THAT SHOW YOUR NERVOUS SYSTEM A DIFFERENT REALTY"
AND, YEAH.