for lack of better words, a rant
Don’t get me wrong. I love people. I’m just not a people person. Same way you can appreciate the aesthetics and beauty of a car, but not have any interest in knowing how many horse power lies under its hood. Same as someone who loves to eat, but can’t cook. I love people, they’re just, not my type.
Lovers or haters, procrastinators or yes mens, beggars or robin hoods, musicians or rioters, freckled or curled, they’re all the same. To some degree, any relationship with people spells effort. And effort is not my forte.
Granted, if we were to be particular, I’m technically part of ‘people’ as well. I’m too much trouble myself.
~ sean j
