I enjoy my opposites. When I'm walking with someone who's obnoxiously loud, my first reaction is to be embarassed. Then I realize that they're just living life with nothing holding them back.
For example, today Jayme got the one-eyes, one-horned, flying, purple people-eater song caught in her head and wouldn't stop singing it while we were walking to our cars. That sort of... childish exuberance (another way of saying craziness) just makes me smile, because something as simple as those moments today will challenge my pride. That's something I need desperately- my walls of pride need to be challenged, pushed, and broken.
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