Out on the street, I see genuine smiles everywhere and bits of sadness in need of a smile, so I smile. A few things that've been mirrored back to me are: Some can't quite figure me out, yet somehow know that what they perceive is good. Some think I'm some sort of teacher and appreciate my wide open mind while others think I'm complicated. Some find me intriguing while others just move on, sticking to their own traditions, and that's fine. Some see themselves in me and lend me their brilliantly unique and quirky books to read, while others try to make me think in a more mainstream-ey manner (fat chance). Some believe they have me pegged, but wiser ones wonder just what on earth I might be up to.
I'm perfect in my imperfecrtion. I'm good, and can be and do better-er. That said, I do my best to dwell in and accept the present moment.
I once heard what I think is a pertinent little gem: "Getting together with someone doesn't mean you have to give anything up.. you do whatever you were going to do in life anyway, you just do it .. together". Nice, eh?