Home, at long last. Sigh.... The pleasure, the happiness and the feeling of belonging. I'm home... I admit that I feel all of this tiring but nah, I feel a bit grateful, somehow. A few friends show me how precious they are, and some, just irked me off. You know, betrayal, or the anti-climatic term;the act of substituting me with others, gave me a wrong vibe. I feel repelled and the force of sadness keep me at bay from her. I feel out of place, alone in solitude, and I know I shouldn't stop the seeds of new friendships from blossoming.
So here I am, whining for the tragic loss. Ode to you my best friend, for you yourself announced how tenuous our relationship is. Here, look on the bright side, he who travel alone, travel the fastest. I'm sure the lone ranger me wont mind being in charge sometimes. Just another typical year of being in the library, reading odd books. Or annoying my other friends... Yeah, I can live with that... Come on, love, happy thoughts, happy thoughts....
