Why is life so complicated? Just when you think you have it sussed, someone will come along and knock all your foundations away for you.
Talk about being between a rock and a hard place. Freedom, or gratification? Possibility of getting hurt (high) or good friendship? Sod all and try anyway, or resignation? Choices. I frikkin hate choices. This kind, anyway.
It's getting colder here now. I could do with a nice cuddle and I know just the one... but that door was quite emphatically slammed shut. I think I'll knock again in a while, see if it'll come open again. You never know.
Ziggie wants me to come visit in Irleand. I've never been, it's tempting.
Greg was very surprised I liked Scotland, he said he'd never met anyone that had liked the place (although he admitted it was the cities nobody liked).
Adam is getting along fine with his girlfriend - might be moving in together soon.
How can you persuade someone to like you? The answer is - you can't. Friendship is something you can't force, or buy, or talk someone into. Same as with love. Either it happens, or it doesn't. It's not something you can evaluate with logic, or reasoning. The heart doesn't do logic, and you can't reason with emotions. Of course it can grow over time - familiarity doesn't always breed contempt (best example being Victoria and Albert), but... people. Don't try so hard. You will find love, I know you will. In one form or another - be it with me, or someone else.
That, I DO know with 100% certainty.
Thursday, 18 October 2007
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