Yesterday, E said to me that I remind her of a friend of hers back in Chicago. She said it’s something in my hand gestures and in the way I carry myself. She said her friend is a free spirit just like me. How does one get to be a free spirit? I think it is all of the characteristics that make up who I am – that if you pick them apart, some look good and bad depending on who is judging. My public not private person is criticized by some and admired by others. My anything goes take on life is part of the spirit of fun that attracts people while others fear this abandon as if it were a train wreck in the making. But I think what makes me a free spirit and what attracts people to me is this – I don’t have an agenda.