Old Souls

There are very few people in this world who can pull off being silly and inconsequential and yet, can hide profound depths of wisdom within. I've known people who have been dismissed for being flighty and child-like and yet underneath it all they are wise old souls who have seen worse things and can only laugh at the ridiculousness of it all.

Angst is fun!

Sometimes I find myself going to other blogs and reading them and thinking "THIS IS SO ME!" And then I wonder if people feel that way when they read mine. Maybe not. I'm just, howdoyousay, TOO weird.
I'm one of those extremely emotional people who are all-or-nothing with their emotions. Like if I have something crappy happen, they whole day is shot to hell. Or if I'm happy about about something I'm too freakin' happy. Or if I'm high on life, I'm extraodinarily high. When I'm sad, I'm extraordinarily sad. I think many artists and writers have this sort of bipolar personality where they are able to feel things to the extreme. Most have that angst and their creativity is an outlet, a cathartic release. I wonder if I was "normal" if I would have anything to write about? Would poetry drip from my wounds like fresh blood (example of angst metaphoricized)?