Today, is a weird day.
Then again, everyday is weird. Does that make it normal? Making everyday somewhat different from the one before, is it even possible to have something, a norm that would last forever?
I like being busy. It keeps me occupied, a distraction from my self thoughts. Which I do believe that is a poison to my own system. I tend to overthink everything, that it is close to impossible to have absolutely nothing going through my head for one single moment. My face might appear blank, but truthfully there is just too much going through my head that I couldn't say them out in words.
Can I say that I have a fear interacting with people?
I really don't know what to think about when I have a one to one conversation with someone whom I am barely close with. It may be true that I can have a conversation going. But does that short conversation make any difference? How else would people learn and garner experience, if not for communicating with others?
What if the conversation were all lies? It probably doesn't matter.
But what is it, that really matters?
I find it peaceful when I sit here with music blasted into my ears, with zero interaction. Have I become an introvert?
Though I know deep in my heart, I yearn for that connection with someone.. Someone who I know wouldn't mind listening to my crap, regardless of the situation. Even with these people judging me, I would still know that they knew who I really am beneath this skin of mine.
My heart screams for attention, my mind tells me to be cautious in the things that I do.
Eventually, things will be alright.. right?
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