Sometimes, I feel really stupid. For expecting too much or thinking the other people are like me. As in, as emotional as me. They're not. It feels unfair that I'm the one feeling stupid.

It was clear from the beginning. I probably should have known, and stuck to it, it would have saved me lots of unnecessary drama. I still don't know how that happened. Us meeting is really the proof of the randomness of life. Maybe you could say it was...

And run in the fire falling from the angry sky. Juggle with lighting and dumb the world with thunder. Nothing is too big or too extravagant at this moment in time. I am holding a whole universe inside of my head, a universe that is full of distant galaxies...