Their reactions are interesting, though I didn't do it for them..."I like your jeans" "What was your inspiration?" "You an dog did a fight?" "you and your torn jeans...what kind of phase are you going through?"...and so many more...sometimes I laugh, sometimes I smile, sometimes I'm blank....sometimes I tell the truth. Life happened. Life's my inspiritation...but they don't get it........so many things that I cannot say, so much darkness for one poor soul...talk about wearing your heart on your sleeves...but none of them really understands...some are disparaging, some are admiring, some just think me plain wierd...but none of them cares...cares to understand.