Confusion

I really have no idea how some things come to be said about me. I consider how people have told me about things I do, things I have no recollection of doing. I don't drink and I don't do drugs, so it's not substance abuse that's causing my lack of memory; I'm not playing dumb or pretending to forget. The only conclusion I can come to is that my actions have been misinterpreted, misconstrued, reinvented along the way, through so many tellings and retellings.

And now people are deliberately avoiding me. Now, I've never deliberately avoided anyone in my life, because even if someone has done something wrong, I believe people can change, can atone for their mistakes, can become better people because of them in the long run. I believe in being cordial to any old person you meet.

Ach, well. The only reason I bother about it at all is because some of these people have my stuff. Otherwise, if they don't want to talk to me, that's their decision, and I make it a point to not agonize over other people's decisions.

Now, back to Bradbury research...