Maybe ignorance is bliss.

I like being intimate. In a sense, intimacy sets me free. Intimacy is a form of honesty. One goes naked. One doesn't hide one's feelings. I'm trying to practice honesty. I don't know if I always succeed. In fact, I don't. Because maybe I don't even know what honesty/intimacy is. I'm more an explorer. Not even knowing what I'm looking for. Sometimes, I'm surprised. By what I see. What I find. And I don't even understand what it is. I won't ever fully figure things out. It'd be nice if I always knew right from wrong. But I'm never gonna fully fathom the wonders of life. And love. And maybe that's just as well. Could be that ignorance is bliss. --Jim Broede