بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Monday, June 25, 2012

where is the line?

self doubt doesn't help. it keeps focus away from analyzing and it makes you double over on everything and taking different routes only to come back at the same thing. i want to move forward but it's like a broken record, skipping on the same scratch.

to care is physiological. what is the difference between care and worry? what about fretting? i feel close to being a worry-prone crazy cat lady. except i don't have a cat.

a healthy dose of care? you mean there's actually dosage for care?

right. everything is toxic when in excess. i need something to control me.

and i can't talk this out. because by right there's only one person i should talk this with and i can't gauge the other's reaction. probably a silence. or an okay just to shut me up. God why am i so prejudicial?

because i know i am right? because statistically speaking, that's how the other is? because i am just tired of making the first move? because i am an impertinent snobbish blob of mess?

probably D. and C. yeah C sounds typical of an exhausted Choleric.

this is what happens when you spent a year on the run and had to always think 40 steps ahead.

1 comment:

Haru said...

pardon the monologue. this whole fiasco reminds me of this. maybe we should pull a Dear Itachi..

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5906984/1/

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