Not so nice, but still fairly good person

I am giving myself the benefit of the doubt here, but I think I am more on the good side of peoplehood, than the evil, although I do have an abrasive personality, for the most part. I remember being about four in Bloomington, Indiana and standing by myself because I think I had annoyed my playmates. And I distinctly remember thinking that I would be glad when I grew up and became nice.

Well, that didn’t happen.

But I think I have come down on the kinder side of decisions more than not. Maybe not with a lot of graciousness, but I still grumbling guided my parachute cords so my feet were on the “right” side.

I don’t go to church, although I love a lot of the hymns. I think if I did go, though, I would not have to raise my feet high on leaving to avoid tripping over the Christianity I was leaving on the doorstep. I believe what little bit I have travels with me.

That is all. Carry on.