How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you?
Despite my best intentions, I am unable to distrust humanity.
Perhaps my trust is misplaced.
Perhaps I am naive and yes, even simple.
But I also know I’m right.
To spend my life doubting others because I am unable to trust myself, which is at the root of the matter, seems to me a dreadful waste of life.
Life is an equation of time and money. Money can always be made. Time is always running out.
From the moment you are born, the hourglass of time starts pouring out your grains of sand.
Time is the only finite resource there is.
To waste any second second-guessing oneself and doubting others’ motives is idiotic.
Trust or suspect everyone. Your call.
My call is made. I trust my family and friends.
I trust them differently but I do trust their humanity, their motives, their background, and yea, their defects.
I can set my watch by my family’s defects and I can always rely on my friends’ quirks.
As long as you realize you too are deeply flawed, in spite of your best intentions to be a better person, all is good.
I will continue to be friendly and trusting.
To me that is the most important thing.
I’m off now to leave my calling card with some newly made acquaintances whom I intend to keep in touch with.
Gule gule, as they say in Turkish!
Götterdämmerung 