I have intense feelings and I don’t have any choice but to share them. That’s just the way I’m wired. I love powerfully. I hurt deeply. I experience joy with open exuberance.
I don’t hide my feelings well. If you’re paying any attention at all, you know where you stand with me, because I wear my heart on my sleeve.
But there are times — very rare times — when everything feels numb. When that happens, it means that some part of me — maybe a little part or maybe a big part — has finally died after an extended period of intense pain. It happens without warning, although it’s always predictable in retrospect.
I went numb today. It feels like walking in a driving rainstorm without an umbrella — and not caring what anybody else thinks.

Sometimes, one dream is enough to change your life, if you believe it
Moral priorities: ‘If we free the slaves, who will pick the cotton?’
Love & Hope — Update:
Pursuing transcendent meaning is rebellion against modern culture
Maybe it’s so hard to love others because we don’t love ourselves
People who invoke ‘fairness’ generally just mean, ‘Do things my way — or else’
Effort to boot unethical congressman laudable, but will it really help?
We never get enough of whatever lets us feel safe being ourselves
Marriage is a business decision, not just matter of romantic love