I want to be very different.

Always, I have something to write about. Because I always have something on my mind. And I’m not afraid to speak my mind. To put any and everything into words. Don’t know if that’s good or bad. Negative or positive. But hey, that’s what defines me. Words fashioned into thoughts. I know people who hardly ever put thoughts into words.  Or if they do, they keep it all secret. They don’t share. I tend to blurt whatever comes to mind. Even if that makes me appear stupid. I consider myself  intelligent. And savvy. But I understand why I’m taken for an idiot. Because some people find me strange. Different. But then, that’s what I want to be. Very different. –Jim Broede