A moment of wondering

Sometimes dreams die hard. I'm in a pensive mood right now. I've been working on a story since probably about 1995. It's grown through leaps and bounds as I've grown up and revised it. A single story developed into a whole series. I dream of making something out of it, but... The opportunities are just not there. I wonder if I should keep on hoping I'll find an agent for it and get some of the work published...or if I should just make a blog and publish it free on the internet? The latter would make sure that people get a chance to read the story, but it also means the end of my dream of seeing it in a published book form. I'm coming to the terms my story may never be popular enough for the mainstream to enjoy. After all, insect like creatures are a hard sell... It would take a very small percentage of the population to enjoy.



No matter what, one thing is for certain is that I can't stop writing it. I've grown attached to the characters and enjoy working on their struggles. I entertain myself by writing in a simple MS word (now Open office) document. Occasionally I sketch and paint out rough illustrations.

Opening Doors for People: Is It a Nice Thing to Do or Just Plain Stupid?

My rant for the day... I was waiting to be picked up by the cab from my Psychiatrist appointment. I didn't feel like sitting down, so I paced around the main entrance of the building. Since I was standing/pacing near the door I felt the impulse to be nice and open the doors for a few people. I figured why not; that it would be rude for me to just stand there in the doorway doing nothing.

Each time was an epic fail. They either opened the next door, ignored me, or looked at me like I was a complete idiot. None of them said thanks. Okay the last one did when I offered to open the door, but turned me down. I left the moment feeling really let down. Yeah I expected to be thanked in some way. It reassures me that I am doing the right thing and it encourages me to continue. If I don't get that verbal feedback, then I feel a bit like what I'm doing must be utterly pointless. Or is it an autistic moment cropping it's ugly head?

Maybe I'm getting something wrong... Okay I guess it's time to do a nerdy google search for social stories and see if there happens to be any "do and "don'ts" to opening doors for people in public buildings. Though right now I don't feel up to it. I just won't open any more doors for people in that same building again. Problem solved.

A Little Bit of Kindness Goes A Long Way

We may not always agree with each other on some things. Sometimes we say hurtful things to each other. The important part is that we learn to forgive, make peace and learn from our mistakes. After all no one person is perfect.

Sometimes we to be reminded of this fact of being human. Sometimes the reminders sting and burn our hearts. But the wise person will take the lessons to heart, not as pain, but as a challenge they can work though to become a better person.

If you see someone who is hurting right now, don’t judge them based on what words they say. After all it is the pain speaking, not the person inside. I believe people are good at heart. Sometimes pain and anger can cause us to see things we wouldn’t normally see. Sometimes it clouds our judgment and makes us bitter.

What does one do when they come across someone who seems to be lashing out in pain? Show them kindness, even if your own personal feelings may not agree. After all kindness is a strength that few possess. If you can show kindness to someone who has been mean, not only does that show your character, but who knows, maybe your kindness may help someone in need in ways that you never would have known. Maybe, just maybe you saved a life without realizing it.