The Importance of Being First...

I have always believed that secretly every person has a list.

The list is never written down anywhere and it changes day by day, week by week... Sometimes even hour by hour.

It is a list you carry in your mind/heart of all the people who are truly important to you.

Or is it just me?

I freely admit that I have such a list. It is long, somewhat like my memory. Anyone who knows me well can tell you that I remember details... Things most people forget.

Of course, being socially retarded, I frequently find that my list of who is important to me causes me pain.

Pain is caused by unfullfilled wants.

You see, I always make the rookie mistake of assuming that simply because someone is important to me, that the reverse is also true and I must be important to them.

Yes, I know... I am a silly silly girl.

I think that this same thing is probably true of everyone to a greater or lesser degree... At least, I certainly hope so...

And that's all I have to say about that.