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.

Why waste time on Ukraine war? Focus on your own future instead
Smallest ray of hope can make us feel a change we need is coming
There are three kinds of lonely — and I don’t know which this is
Briefly: Expect the unexpected as my site migrates to new servers this week
I am angry that life doesn’t work the way I once learned it should
If the state didn’t wither away for Marx and Engels, is there really a post-statist era ahead now?
Obama administration wants to choose skin color of your neighbors
Fear of making trade-offs to get best life leaves us with nothing