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.

Little girl’s face and colorful sky have power to pierce my heart
Dear FBI, NSA and all three-letter agencies: ‘We don’t trust you guys’
After man’s death, family leaves server $500 tip to fulfill his wish
I don’t really hate you, honest; I’m just afraid you may hurt me
Facebook leads to marriage for couple whose love never died
With bumbling federal response, terrorist attack achieved objectives
Two sets of rules: One for the public and a very different set for police
When you can’t call one you love, silent phone just taunts your need
Overthrow of Gaddafi no justification for attacks on other countries