Insanity, “the best way to deal with sane people”

It never seizes to amaze me how I can be sitting down in the most random of places, and then suddenly, I need to write.

This time is an airplane, of all places. On a business trip to Mexico City, reading comic books, I get this almost guilty sensation that i haven´t posted anything in over two weeks. I guess apologies are in order for those three stooges that read my blog.

That been said, this post is about people. I, like so many others like to watch and observe humans when they are in the most inconsequential circumstances. Standing in line to get something, talking to each other during lunch brake, even the rather popular week nights at the X & Y “it” place.

I have to say this tho, I don`t like to interact, specially when travelling in herds, humans can be VERY annoying. (spoken like a true alien)

What I like most about people is the hardcore honesty that we each show, when we think that no one else is watching. The old lady that plants her foot over the $5 bill that dropped out of someone else`s pocket.

The “high profile” looking guy that keeps checking himself out in the mirror behind the bar. The insecure 8.5 girl sitting next to him twitching when ever he is not paying attention to her every move.

I also like the fellowships, the little congregations of friends that spend time together regardless of the venue or the time of day. Those little bubbles that are created when you feel among your kind.

It is within this fellowship that i allow myself to interact, to feel at bay with myself and others. Is almost like the company creates enough elbow room between us and the world that it makes everything fit in.

This is were you fit in, and i don`t mean a specific you, but a sequence of single individuals that in their presence I can be me. Not because I want or need for them to like me or accept me, but because they don`t give a fuck.

Like someone else said, “you are the people that know me well enough not to allow me to wear any of my masks, or call me on my shit when I do”.

Most of my fellows today, are there for me spite my best efforts to alienate myself from them, or the other way around. Despite my insecurities and my attitude. Even when the smart ass turns into a prick, and the prick quickly evolves into an asshole, there you are, ready to disarm me with a simple “are you done?” and then moving on to the next right thing.

For all of the above I strongly dislike you all. But I also love you all.

Today I am proud of been a part of such a fellowship, today I am grateful that I belong.

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