These two days being the most activity - cramped days of the past many years of my life.
Not work, but play activity.
How come I end up tired more than happy, empty more than satisfied.
How come I end up missing my old company of friends and being what I used to, than now.
Having to suppress all that's inside.
And missing the opporutnity.
Of course I can go play what I want by myself.
You know what
loneliness is?
It's when you have a thousand and one things to do.
and not a fraction of a human being willing to go do it with you.
Of course nobody says that
Of course people try
Of course it's not what they like
and so of course it doesn't turn out to be the way it used to be..
with sun-loving friends.
who don't mind you rushing them on..
who still walk slowly anyway.
who just loves fun..
and ignores the weather, ignores the dirt, ignores the opinions of others.
ok, fine.. its just about age.
or is it?
ok fine, its not about how much i'm loved.
or is it?
thanks.
but..
ayes, thanks anw.
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