We Live as a Bridge...

May 30, 2008

...from the past to the present.

I wonder if it's only me who goes through people so fast. I seem to find them quickly, love them quickly, and then, quickly, lose them. And once again I'm all on my own.

It is a fast world we live in, but in this area I'd kind of like to slow down. I'd like to know a couple of people for more than a few scant months.

I get lonely pretty easily. That's pitiful. Utterly pathetic, how I enjoy and pursue talking to people and knowing people just because I don't want to be all alone. And really, if I didn't want to be alone, then why do I go through people so fast, like flipping through a children's book whose level I am far, far above? Aren't I silly?

"I always catch the clock at 11:11." Does anybody know what song this is from? It's rather long. Does anybody else wish during magic minutes?

Wishing is my equivalent to praying.