Society guided me when my sensitivity, dramatic sensitivity, was too exaggerated, it helped me know, like a bulletin at church informing you when it is time for communion, helped me to understand my character has good tendencies, that those tendencies, or hues, or colors, those were the ones which make up the sunset, not the bright orange of exaggeration, it was the crimson and the purple. Society has some insensitive souls in its midst, yet if you dig deep, there is always some good in even an insensitive soul, down in there, if one can find a pitchfork and a compass to help locate the good, down in the midst of the bad. I often perform sociological experiments, working hard to come up with small talk with strangers, whether it's a compliment or a joke about the situation at hand I can always make a stranger smile It is like the movie Patch Adams, Patch started in the psychiatric wing, helped people there (as I did!!) went on to medical school, believed emotional transference wasn't a bad thing ( I agree..) that there should be free medical care, and began a hospital providing competent medical care, free of charge. He began this project when not yet a doctor, and his medical school almost prevented him from graduating and becoming a doctor, because he was practicing medicine without a license. When he met with the American Medical Association, he said, yes, the people who came to his clinic were all PATIENTS. Then he proceeded to say, people who came there were also DOCTORS, we are all doctors, whether we apply a cold cloth to a fever or simply listening to someone facing a hard decision. He said they could prevent him from graduating medical school but he would not stop his efforts to better humanity, whether he was a doctor or not, and he could do more good, if the medical community was open to his way of thinking. His speech worked- he graduated medical school, expanded his hospital providing free medical care, and the movie "Patch Adams" was made, with Robin Williams in the starring role. My route has been different from Patch's- my illness more pronounced, and I have done things on a smaller scale, yet I plan to work at his hospital and include parallels in my book, although my book will be more about my story more than his. This is why I forgive society, that scattered among the insensitive are the sensitive, some of them struggling, yet some of them accomplishing great things with their sensitivity. My final image in my mind is one of a morning glory, peeping its way through the April snow, not ashamed in any way to show its colors