K, I've been thinking of what it is I'd like if I had a chance of it,
which means none of it might happen, but I'd have a thrill if it did.
I'd want to travel with someone who makes me smile and laugh.
Mostly I can only imagine going by way of car with me in the passenger seat wanting to photograph everything neat we drive by, wanting to stop at places that catch me up by it's strings and just feel glorious over and over. Him whistling and playing tunes on the radio. Him not minding if the window's down or if I've such oddities as running down the street barefoot cause the ground changed to a nice texture.
I could also like going by train and boat.
I really do want to see such places out of country, like Paris and Italy, Ireland and Scotland. I just don't know how it is I'd travel there. Something to work out, I s'pose.
I want someone who will introduce me to interesting situations.
Going out to darkened little joints with jazz players and candles, piano bars. If he wants to paint my figure or paint on me, or put clay across my shoulder. I like to think about that. Maybe he'll paint on my face in artistic fashion.
We could create things together, build, learn new building options, make stuffs from stuffs, learn a foreign language.
Help children. I'd like to foster care, or just help children from around the world, community a lot, actually improve their circumstances. This part reminds me most of my father, he used to drive an old school bus to pick up the very needy and uncared for children for Sunday school. We'd go to their homes, the parents were drunk and black and blue. My dad would take them roller skating and to puppet shows with us, we'd order pizza and get candy.
I guess we just always wanted bigger arms to hold them up, because it got us no where not to, but it felt really lively to be doing something.
I always want someone who will tell me stories.
But, I do at least get to have that from here and our friendship.
I'd like someone to help make this dirty world a much more likeable environment by painting it yellow, green and colorful, even if we both know it's dirty underneath.
Hmm, to be o.k. about my giving just because I wanted to, not because it was something to stop and think about. I like to be spontaneous with that sort of thing instead of worrying about if I paid the bills firstly. If it's Toys for Tots, food drives or just some crazy catlady neighbor next door wanting a package of bread and milk and sugar. Nothing makes me more unhappy than if a person tells me I'm not being logical and that I should use the monies elsewhere...blah. Makes things so harmful to me.
And I'd like him to read Bible stories with me, want him to know the importance of keeping my spirits up that it is of an importance and joy for me. Not to think that that is stupid.
To help me with my smarts and we can encourage each other.
That he'll find me helpful to him, not see me as a mess always.