Just left myself be. Me.

I like to express myself. In my own unique way. By actually saying what’s on my mind. Rather than beat around the proverbial bush. That may annoy or alienate some people. Even my friends. But I do it anyway. Because I have to be free. To say what I have to say. Sometimes, friends caution me not to be too personal. That it ain’t wise. But I don’t worry about it. Instead, I’d more likely worry about not saying enough. Not being personal enough. I’d rather say too much. My guess is that generally, people say too little. They are too secretive. They don’t share themselves. Therefore, one never gets to know ‘em. Of course, at times I can be a complete idiot. A complete ass. But so be it. No sense in hiding the truth. I can take it. Even if others can’t. That’s their problem. Not mine. I don’t know when I got this way. Guess it just happened. One day. Maybe four or five years ago. When I felt a loss of restraint. I guess I never liked being restricted or restrained. So I threw off the shackles. An just let myself be. Me. –Jim Broede