I have a good old friend who is bi-polar. We were talking today about how we don't enjoy being called "Buddy." It seems cold, impersonal, and shallow. We certainly are not buddies of the people who call us "buddy."
I said that there are not many people who are as deeply alive and aware as we are. That brought to mind some script from the last "Monk" show, which I could really appreciate. Monk had obsessive, compulsive disorder. In this show, Adrian Monk's best friend and police chief said this about the dying Monk, and I felt like it fit myself and my good old friend:
"I had him all wrong. I know that now. I always thought that Monk was not all there, like there was something missing, like he was less than human.
"But, he wasn't missing anything, he was seeing more than anybody, he was feeling more than anybody. That was his problem. He was too human. If we had more like him, we'd be better off."
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