Grin.

Here is something uncharacteristic.

I’m Happy.

Yyyy-eah.

I’m happy that I’ve been able to build a friendship with someone who is best described as awesome.

Face.

Misanthropic lenses are hard to remove.

A cynical voice is hard to silence.

8

There is a possibility that I’ve lost a best friend, but there is one avenue left to explore. To lose him would be to lose a lifeline.

Undiscovery

Most people I know have a talent or are talented. I’m struggling to find my own.

News.

Knowing that people talk about me is a novelty that fascinates.

Forks

Last night two roads could be seen. The destinations were obscured, but the beginnings of them could be charted.

Old.

Today equals contentment and along with it is this annoyingly habitual negative wondering of when that contentment will be shattered.

No

It hasn’t come back and I refuse to say “Yet”

Needs

Solitude involves a bleakness that is becoming unbareable. This sombreness is stifled in the company of friends and helps keep it at bay for a time after we have parted company.