I'm no renaissance man. I'm plagued by insecurity which motivates me to learn ******** that I barley comprehend. Sure compared to the average I'll brilliant, but what does that really mean? I can't even compete with those who are simply know what others have discovered. I know I'll never make my mark in history, I've come to terms with that. That being said, I'd still like to have some satisfaction in knowing that I'm not entirely an idiot. Lately I've found myself acting erratically. I've left my ever so comfortable shell and started to spend more time with normal people. I enjoy spending time with them, but it honestly feels like a burden to me. I've gotten the unbelievable opportunity to date a simply stunning girl, who is clearly too good for me, but when I think about our plans I'm not happy. I'm slightly sad. In-fact I strongly think about cancelling or simply not showing up. Have you found a nice balance in your life, or did you settle for one? Got any stories to share.