I'm laughing at how easily affected I am :) After 33 years (and proud of it!), I am still affected by what people say, what others do, what happens to the ones I love... and after all this time, I don't think I'm going to change :)
Ok, that's unfair (to myself)... I have changed :) I think my ability to control my emotions is (finally!) a little more improved than before, something I am very thankful to God for (what? you thought I managed it on my own? ;) )
But still, I am still very much the same person I was 5, 10 years ago :) Still a sucker for hard-luck stories, still wanting to change the world (ok, pun intended), still believing (yes, yes... the pun continues), and still have no explanation (faintz!) for it all :)
And I guess, after wearing my heart on my sleeve for 33 years, it does have scars; lines of pain that is supposed to warn me away from certain things. Yet, so many of those scars are are not just unavoidable, but they form the basis of who I am :)
And so... ya, I'm laughing :) To myself, at myself... for myself :)
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