Yeah, it's a continuation of the other post. And it is creeping me out. Seriously.
I've been thinking about it, and I think it's more the fact that people were deliberately coming to talk to me--about good things, and offering to give me their real names and phone numbers. That's NEVER happened before, not in 41 years. I've never BEEN the person others seek out(seek to avoid, yes. seek out? never.) I always figured nobody would ever volunteer to line up to see me unless I was dead, and they were in line to be sure that I really was.
And now, it seems that I am one of those people that others actively seek out.
It's a crazy little head-rush, it is.
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