Here are somethings about me that make it hard for me to relate to others...

I live in a strange world where the only things that matter are things that actually matter.  I don't concern myself or fret over small things that can easily be overcome with a little bit of problem-solving.  Time can be so much better spent on things that actually matter.  Unfortunately, some people (even myself at times) don't have good judgment on what matters and what does not.

I see and understand things so clearly and simply, that it confuses me that anyone could possibly think differently.  That isn't to say that I always assume I'm right and everyone else is wrong...but just that the conclusions I reach are (in my view) the simplest and most logical progression from the given information.  This, at times, makes discussion difficult.

And finally, I am so happy right now.  Words cannot capture it in full.  Life is good, God is good.  God is so good.  I think on how immensely blessed I am, and it just fills me up.  I feel so amazing that I actually get confused when I hear about anyone not feeling awesome.  "Wait...what?  You're not happy?  Why not?  Explain this to me...I don't understand.  It's a glorious day.  Life is good.  Everything is good, God is good, you are good, it's all good.  I am good, why aren't you?"

This obviously makes it hard to relate to depressed people.

Also, I can't be bothered to write a post on the retreat...I spent most all of my freetime during the retreat writing, hahaha.  I am more than willing to share select passages, so hit me up if you're interested.

My brain's filters that allow me to speak and act are very strict.

Also, unrelated, I am a very picky person.

Also also, unrelated, my mind was blown when hanging out with Tony.

That is all.