for something else.
its days like these
that i manage to
believe that the stars aligned nicely
and that maybe all these happened for me.
then, amidst my prolonged High,
im doing abysmally at being a fully functional
person to anyone.
i am afraid off both leaning on and
being leaned on.
as we grow older, it all becomes more
apparent.
friends track each others' lives and share
whatever is it that they need to share.
i count excessively on accidental information
spillages and minding my own darned business.
my default worstcase scenario mode
will conjure all types of future implications
of excessive information exchange.
the truth is that im braver in theory
than in practical.
i can write and say all kinds of faraway,
ambiguous Should Dos,
but in the end,
all i am is afraid.
the only comfort i ever take is in distances.
9:50 PM