I am growing in stages. Unfortunately, delayed stages, but growing nonetheless. So, life goes.
I live in a state of observation, which is interesting. I see the interactions, however, I am not a part of them which fascinates me. It's almost like I am watching a play and I get to see hand gestures, facial expressions and the like.
I guess I am a voyeur. People fascinate me. What is a normative reaction for some, is not for all. I think that it makes me a better writer. Haven't written in sometime, and hope to start that up again. I tired brain does not make a good writing, or cohesivenesses (or spelling for that matter) exhibit A...this.
What are friends for? Are they there for you (when its convenient of course) Able and helpful (with a 10'' knife at the ready) Making your job easier (because they do nothing) But hey, isn't that what friends are for?
No comments:
Post a Comment