(October 9, Friday)
Today’s intriguing thought:
I get “hangry” when I do not enjoy a particular moment. I have gone to the point where I am so hungry that I cannot eat a regular sized dinner. Why hangry? Because love has struck once again.
I will not describe the moment I experienced because it seems it happens many times in different manners. But I honestly think I do not have an answer for the denotation of love. These days it seems like the image of love is independent in interpretation and meaning. It is too difficult to find someone walking on the same balance beam in this regard. People would rather fall–in love–than try to balance morals and feelings with love.
Aside from that, I do not know where I stand. Do I search for love? Do I wait? Do I bother? These three questions pull me apart. Which do I pick? Do I even have an option? Do I let love get in the way of my priorities, my success?
I cannot remember exactly everything I wanted to say… it is because I am too stupid to come to a sound conclusion that will make me satisfied, so I give up thinking.
I just believe I am not qualified for love, or more importantly, a relationship. I can’t picture it. I can’t see it. I can’t imagine what I would do. I can’t grasp how far my feelings would go. I can’t figure out where and when to place my trust.
I almost feel as if I have more questions about relationships than the amount of available girls out there.
Whenever I want it most, I realize I need it least. Whenever I want it least, I need it most; someone to cope with, a relationship.