Psychic Vampirism

Normally, I'm not a touchy-feely person, but this morning as my cow-irkers passed me around like a $2 hug whore, I just sucked it up... literally. And they're all head-blind, & don't know what I'm doing to them in return. Yes, I know, it's out there in the Universe, free for the taking, but sometimes when channelled through willing human flesh, energy gains power, and everyone was in such a darned good mood. So right now, I feel like... Hmmm. Can't think of anyone particularly chipper, so let's just say I'm feeling amazingly un-Trent Reznor-like right now. One could hazard to say that I'm just about perky. I'm well on my way to being a shiny, happy person.
(Pssst... Hey you... c'mere, lemme give ya a big New Year's hug!)
It's also a little strange to me how, when exposed to a certain type of small group of people on a consistent basis, I begin to asign archetypal types to them all, placing myself in an archetypal mold right along w/them. We become mythic characters, larger than life & twice as amusing. I'm also getting a little more used to being liked, having folks seek me out as refuge & sounding board all in one. My resolution will simply be to become somewhat more accessible in my hermit-like dwelling upon the stony cliffside. Perhaps I'll install stairs.