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I’m so accustomed to dealing with people the way I want to be dealt with, that I sometimes forget that people are different. They have different expectations and different reactions as I do, and it catches me off guard when I end up being a disappointment rather than the considerate soul that I hope to be. I am grossly undermining the unpredictability of human character and guilelessly overestimating my intuition.
On a separate note, its a season for love and I’m surrounded by people who’re looking at the world through pink tinted lenses. So much so that today when a friend was relating to me his recent break-up story, I was yanked out of my own little balloon and forced back onto solid ground. I threaded daintily through thin water trying to console a friend, but I think it wasn’t enough. Sigh.
I vow to write more on this space, I’m losing touch with words and its mighty dismaying. If not for that, having to look up the dictionary on how to spell the word ’sneakers’ (I was spelling it as Snickers and was wondering why do I feel like its something edible….. ) is a rude enough awakening.