For the past few years, I've been trying to surrender myself more to the judgement of others, people whose perceptions seem interesting or valuable or what have you, and while there have been some good results, exposure to a more diverse range of music, for example, the consequences when such a person decides I make them uneasy are really disorienting. Not that I shouldn't make them uneasy, a vicious giant bird in a tissue paper cage, only kept from launching on a path of total destruction by a perverse fondness for shiny trinkets. Trying to reconcile my flightiness with my reliability, no it just doesn't make much sense.