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...would that a storm come.
"Ah, those endless forests, and their horror-haunted gloom! For what eternities have I wandered through them, a timid, hunted creature, starting at the least sound, frightened of my own shadow, keyed-up, ever alert and vigilant, ready on the instant to dash away in mad flight for my life. For I was the prey of all manner of fierce life that dwelt in the forest, and it was in ecstasies of fear that I fled before the hunting monsters."
Jack london, "Before Adam"
The funny thing is, I was probably you 10 years ago. The difference between then and now? I know I'm smarter (in my particular area of academe, in addition to generally) than most people I encounter, but I don't need anyone to know it, and neither do I really give a shit about it. I'm perfectly content to be aware of the fact and be able to function as a non-douchebag in polite company, even when said company probably shouldn't have made it out of high school. The sooner you learn to stop pulling out the measuring stick, especially when it comes to potential long-term mates, the better off you'll be.