Yeah, Saturnine..so what? You know why I keep responding to your posts? Mostly because I´m an idiot who still has hope you will someday have an epiphany about the real reason of your shortcomings etc....giving some signals that are not part of your current reality tunnel might just be what does the trick.
And I find it rather amusing to see you playing the insulted because I bring up the "horse thing"...well, weren´t you the guy who brought the "horse thing" up in literally every fucking single post only a few weeks ago? Why don´t you just answer the question I brought up in my previous post? When nothing is important to you "because we all die someday", why isn´t that "horse thing", too? That´s in my opinion a totally legit question, especially when considering what exorbitant "redeeming" qualities you attributed to "touching a horse once" before, isn´t it?
I was talking about hobbies being unimportant. That doesn't mean I can't find a purpose elsewhere. In regards to the "horse thing," in a way, I actually view them as sacred entities, or idols. In my eyes, horses are godly beings. (And I am about as atheist as you can get.) So yeah, they are, and always have been, very important to me, sometimes to the point of obsession. These "exorbitant qualities" that I place on touch alone are based on a rather spiritual need that I have had that will always remain a permanent fixture within my life. But please, no more questions about this. For the sake of my sanity.
Any time you get two or more people together you get trauma... Oops, i mean drama. We're pretty pittiful creatures a good portion of the time.
I don't mean to be an ass, it's just hard not to be one.