So the reason I’m typing this is because I’m inspired by Switchfoot’s More Than Fine. The song is extremely catchy it’s just so hard to not hear it over and over again. However, as usual, this post has nothing to do with it.
Yesterday I did some soul-searching (gosh it sounds terribly lame on screen), and unsurprisingly I found myself talking to myself? Okay I have brought the word creepy to a whole new level. But yes, there were many things running through my mind and at some point I swear I made a little conversation with moi. Yes this, no this. Gah. Get out of my head already. I guess this is one of the shortcomings that come with being a loner, who has no one else to talk to, and would rather spend an entire day alone doing nothing more than reading and watching models run amok on TV. My bedroom is my sanctuary, and the only place where I can think peacefully, turn some loud music on and ignoring the world.
Honestly, if I had to choose between spending the day with a friend, I’d rather stay at home, you know, unless if I genuinely miss them. ;)
Friends and relationships can be messy. I can be a bit of a drama queen sometimes, but getting into a fight is something which I’d preferably stay away from. Sometimes being vulnerable is just too much to bear. Less is indeed better.
But yeah, it’s tough, especially when time is running out and you feel like you’re constantly worried about the amount of insufficient quality time that you have, or lack thereof.
As usual, I have a tendency to diverge from my storyline, which would make me a horrible writer, as most of you would have already figured. But I’m getting there. :D
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