Desire

I've always slighty disliked when people get a bit too comfortable with me. I don't like it. And I don't mean comfortable in a sense that someone feels free to fart around me , or be naked in my presence. That's physical comfort. I am talking about mental comfort. I just feel as though no one knows me as well as they think they know me, so when someone slips up & let's themself think they have me figured out, I get a bit squeamish. Thats when people get to thinking that you need them to live and without them you would be nowhere. Now, I am a woman of many ideas, many talents, and many passions. No one mortal being alive on this earth can tell me anything about myself that I don't already know. Don't get to the point of comfort with me where you feel as though you're in tune enough to guess my next move. There is a part of my mind that I keep extremely personal and I don't want anyone to even think they share that space with me. At the end of the day, I have no problem talking to myself so in all actuality I can deal without interacting with humans ever again. If you're in my life its because I want you there & it is my choice to keep you there. I made a concious decision that you are a person that I could keep around me. Never get the words need & want confused. There is nothing anyone on God's green planet can give to me that I can't go out and get myself & that goes for anything. Respect your distance.