* in three generations...

...everyone you know will be dead.

few (if any) will visit your grave... and even if they do, it won't be for long.  

think about JFK's assassination, less than 65 years ago.  does anyone really, really care?  even when some did care, he was dragged over the coals by many, and hated by half. 

in this joal-life, who really, really cares? ...and even if they do, they'll still eat and party after your funeral.  life goes on, after all.

conclusion: why do anything on account of what others might think?

• it doesn't matter, how many go to your wake, funeral, grave.
• it doesn't matter, how many love your thoetry.
• it doesn't matter.

what does live on, however, is your ripple-effect.  everything that you do and think and say, uh, ripples... effects... creates... inter-acts.

joal, yes... you are out for you.  however, you do love.  you do want to please quid-pro-quo.  you do not just take.  angelique was a fine example of that.

you didn't take.  you gave.  yes, you felt scammed (a bit), but you understood.  you communicated.  you both gave it another shot.  you both came out winners and high-fivers!  heck, she just now asked you to not forget her!  don't.

should you have taken a yassi up on her offers?  no.  s/he smokes, s/he's potential danger.  you did that the right way.  you learned, you conversed.  if s/he was a little more feminine, however, you might have been in trouble. :)