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.

Let’s quit trying to force others to choose our shopping preferences
Just underneath a civilized veneer, savage conqueror lives in my DNA
Rodney Dangerfield wasn’t funny, but tenacity built career as comic
Today’s kids learning they should fear police, not respect them
Years later, I see that I was an outsider who could never fit in
Unconscious programming makes us eager to believe our own lies
Our methods of selling politicians seem designed for mental defectives
Trendy ‘anti-racists’ don’t realize they’ve been conned by Marxists
My own question now faced me: ‘Would a healthy person do that?’