I really love interacting with people, I really do.
I’m freakishly awkward half of the time, but just being able to share thoughts and laughs is something I really value in everyday life. The energy I get from being crowds of people or even a small circle of my closest friends, is complete bliss. I get so giddy, just ridiculously happy. It almost makes me think that I am an optimist! But, recently, I have realized I may actually be half realist (thank you, Lawrence).
I never was the kind of person that thrived on “alone time” - I need it, but only every once in a blue moon. I often find when I am alone, like in the shower or before I fell asleep at night, I think deep thoughts about sad things. Real things.
Sad thoughts.
I wonder where they come from, because they plague people I care about the most. People that I wish I could make smile and laugh for the rest of their lives. If I could, I would wish sad thoughts away forever.. But I reckon it’s what makes happy memories so enjoyable.
Please feel better, loves.
It’ll be okay.