I feel just fine. I feel pretty, mighty fine.
I do not
exist.
19.8.10
At home being alone.
I feel at home being by myself right now. I feel completely satisfied knowing that I'm going to be worried about something tomorrow, when I'm by myself - maybe with other people. But at least I'll be fine with being by myself. It bugs me when I see people that can't be by themselves. That can't be by themselves without getting down about something, without doing something destructive, without spending the time in their lives in a forcedly adverse way. Nah, not really. It bugs me when I see people that can't be by themselves without making issues for themselves. Without creating a scenario for them to wallow in. Those people that fumble around stunted obstacles. Don't let those obstacles get real for you. They might get so real that they become embedded into your character. They could affect your relationships. Be careful, because relationships are what make life worth living.
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