All that uncharacteristic optimism I was raving about just a couple of days ago? Gone. Dead and gone.
I mean, I don't know what else I was expecting. This is me, after all. How long could I possibly sustain a good mood? And how would it even work, when I am constantly surrounded by human beings, with their infinite capacity to irritate, disappoint and fail? In the past two days, I have gone back on a decision to tell someone how I feel about them (due, in part, to their behaviour towards me), I have become deeply annoyed with two close friends, and I have felt slighted by one of the aforementioned two in favour of someone I don't really like anymore.
So, here's the thing about things, however high you jump, however much you soar, you will always come back down, crashing into reality. Here endeth my self-pitying rant.
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