Feeling words...

I've been spending a lot of time on this personals site. You set-up your profile... Yada yada...
They also have forums... This is the true plus of the site. You can learn a lot about the surface of a guy by what he writes in a profile, & what he doesn't...
In the forums though you can see how he thinks, what he thinks... You see the echo of what he sends out into the world. Even if the topic is silly it can be revealing. More & more I'm thinking of that echo I send out...
Maybe its an age thing, maybe a maturity level I'm orbiting...
I'm feel myself getting more philosophical, & somewhat whimsical even.
This change is not what inspired me for this entry... Instead:
One guy shared something that his recently deceased BF had written, a beautiful message of true optimism
that brought tears to my eyes...
It made me happy that such hope shined out there, such love...
And it made me feel guilty for not writing more myself.
This is strange as I am not an optimist... I hope for the best, but I believe in the odds... That makes me a realist, I think.
Strangely, I'm often worried that people will read this & think poorly of me... Instead, I think I should try to share what he did... A spark of hope that lit in me...