There was a time when I needed people around and got in touch with them so heavily. It was so imperative for me to stay with people, and I felt an inner desire to do so, even a far beyond around the age of peer pressure to misbehave. I guess I was comfortable with being around people within the scope of social characteristics. I was so normal in a general sense so to speak.
And there was a pretty long time to stay by myself, all alone to concentrate on myself to see who I was. Of course, it wasn't easy and I didn't have to do that, all the way down until up to now. But after all, I come up with a status as being I am who I am.
Now, I am sensing of all kinds of scents when I stay with people sometimes. I am not expecting to get a fragrant smell from them all the times, either. But at least, I am very happy with the moment of sensing smells of people.
Because, I am not relying on what they are.
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