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Life is full of dualities. I sometimes feel both lonely and grumpily anti-social. How do you reconcile?

Maybe these are the times when someone to whom you are dear can "rescue" you. I hate that word. Any self-respecting, independent female has been conditioned to loathe that word.

If you ask me, I'm never really in need of being rescued. Girls with "issues" need to be rescued -- I don't have issues. Still, I find myself drawn to fictional heroes who time and again come to the aid of the woman they love. Kenshin, Tuxedo Mask, Zoro....the list goes on (don't laugh!)

My toughest battles are often internal dichotomies. How can anyone save you from that?

The answer is surprisingly simple...love me, sympathize with me, don't judge me, and occasionally knock some sense into my. That last bit is key. I am probably the most stubborn person I know -- I freely admit that. Sometimes a little bit of tough love is all I need.

Honesty is much appreciated when dealing with me. The truth is the only thing more powerful than my own stubbornness. There have been a handful of people who have been able to penetrate the many layers of defense that I sometimes throw up. With these people, I could discuss the gut-wrenching, heart-breaking, spine-tingling ordeals in my life. They were able to help me resolve the toughest issues, in essence "rescuing" me, but never protecting me from my own emotions.

Life is about feeling, and the truth sometimes hurts. By protecting someone from an emotion, you're actually robbing them of the power that comes from knowledge and truth.

Eh, ok, that was my random thought of the day. Life has been otherwise extremely busy lately, as you may have noticed by lack of update. Nothing too noteworthy, but I'm out there, working longer hours, seeing friends, the usual.

Hope you guys are all doing great!

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for

Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
And you know sometimes words have two meanings
In the tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven

Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking

Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter

And it makes me wonder

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a spring clean for the May Queen

Yes there are two paths you can go by
but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on

Your head is humming and it won't go because you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady can't you hear the wind blow and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our souls
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for


And she's buying a stairway to heaven, uh uh uh