Proud to be Complicated

Someone once told me that I was the most complicated man in the world. At the time it was said, I was rather taken aback. It caused me to take a real hard look at myself for a very long time. The truth is, that is a correct statement. I am complicated and I am happy to be so. I am the guy who can be solving a math equation in my head and writing poetry at the same time. I am the guy who can be gaming, talking to my friend, and writing notes for my next book all at once, and I don’t skip a beat. I am deeply emotional and I strongly feel the emotions of others. I can tell when someone is telling the truth or lying simply because of how they feel. I can even sense it over text messages and e-mail. I am the guy who believes that my dreams are solutions to problems that my conscious mind cannot fathom. I like being alone with my own thoughts for long periods of time. My day dreams form the reality of the worlds within my mind. I feel deeply connected to a spiritual realm that I know is there even if I cannot see it. I know it is there because I can feel it.

So yeah...I am complicated. I also do not care. One thing is for certain. For me being complicated means that I am real. I am me. I do not apologize or even care if others judge me on my complexity. Given the one dimensional and shallow state of the person who told me I was the most complicated person in the world...thank you for the compliment. I feel that you wish you were the same.

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