Kim Priore

I don’t know what it is with me.  What is it with any of us really?  I don’t get what it is that connects us to eachother sometimes.  I mean you think you know, you know what it is that’s *supposed* to connect us – blood ties, being part of the same spiritual community, deep bonds of friendship, etc etc.  It just seems like there’s an exception to every rule.  And I guess that’s ok, except that I happen to like rules.  Seriously, I’m a big fan.  So I just like to be able to use them to predict things, especially things like my behavior and that of others.  So why is it that certain members of my own family I’d lay down in front of a train for, and others make me wonder why God invented family in the first place.  And in theory, I know that we Christians are all supposed to be one in the Lord, or whatever, but why is it I feel much closer to some of the people I served on multifaith council with in college than I do to the majority of people in my church?  And why is it that a friend can hurt me, and I can just kind of be like, whatever, about it…but a friend hurts other people that I love, and it makes me insanely crazy?  Pathological, as it were?  And why is it that I feel like the loss of Leo on the West Wing is going to make me so much sadder than any of this?  I mean, that’s definitely not normal.  But then again I guess, neither am I.