The Key to Rebecca

it's a book I read by Ken Follet.

it made me think about keys or guidelines that people have for example, a key to a treasure map
or the key to analyzing my brain or my thoughts as they are, because they come and go, in and out, up and down.

I don't really know why I am the way I am. I just am the way I am.

It's all goofy goodly godly things that make me run here and there. I am almost always busy going back and forth from across the street, and running back home. I like feeling safe in my own skin and my home, if I don't seek you out, then it is for a good reason.

When I make friends, I expect them to understand my situations and my life style.

I am me, I am weird yet normal. I am a contradiction and I love Korean and Japanese drama and some times Taiwanese drama.

I do pray even though it might not seem like it...Sometimes I seem overly religious, but I am not a preoccupied with the worldly things kind of religion, In am not a nutty person over it.

I am more in tune with the what comes in the next world but even that , I don't know for sure.

I don't have answers. I only have questions.

I am just me. I don't know why I don't like me, but I am getting to liking me... I will be fine hopefully,

I did go to the ER and they helped out a little. I take some medicine and it helps too.

But let me tell you, crazy people often don't know they are crazy.

So am I crazy...I don't think so but I wouldn't know better.

back to what I began with...Keys are good, they open doors and locks and unlock the brain and mind, and my soul too.