Edited: Every now and again I get my panties in a wad. Not because of what other people do because I have worked a lifetime trying to adjust my idealism to fit with the countless other realities that beleaguer my world.

I get my panties in a wad when others try to tell me that the 110% I try to give every day to others is simply not good enough. What I do..what I give is face to face. Nope not good enough. I do not measure up to what they think I should be. To hell with what I have worked a lifetime for…ON EVERY ECONOMIC, EMOTIONAL and every other level in between. Nope. Not good enough. YOU ARE WRONG. CHANGE.
I try to understand each and everyone and their story. We all have a story. When I commiserate on the Zone it is to try, ONE MORE TIME, to understand the other guy, and still hold on to what I have. Trust me that ain’t much. But apparently it is still not good enough.

I do the best I can…but sometimes I get my panties in a wad when doing the best I can will never measure up to the expectations of others. I wonder if this is some of the angst teen agers feel. The sorta *nothing you do is good enough or ever will be* (unless you follow someone else’s perception of what is right and what is wrong) until the next person comes along and attempts to blow smoke up my ass with their own rendition of self inflicted Messiah Syndrome of how things should be….and so it goes…around and around.

Okay…fire away.