I sit on my futon with my laptop in front of me.  A few beers in me, and a few more next to me.  Oh wait, they're empty now.......

It's hitting that one year mark for me, and I feel nothing has happened since then.  Yet I have experienced things foreign to me.

I moved to a place unfamiliar, yet I entered feeling slightly welcomed. 

I started a friendship online, and now it will progress to a real-life relationship drenched in love syrup with a couple broken cherries on top.

I've even turned into a fool of infatuation at one time.  When you get lied to, neglected and misinformed, you tend to have an epiphany of how stupid puppy love makes you.  Boy, was I dumbstruck.......she was so beautiful, though.

Your sense of reality becomes intertwined when witnessed by movies.  You may find yourself standing in a meadow dressed as an astronaut, and the woman of your dreams across the meadow in a gorilla costume.

Imagine staring at a big 9, rotating in the middle of the road.  People walk past, not seeing the number taunt them, and they all have 7's above their heads. 

You assume that the game of life is crack for a God.  He's putting himself into a world he created and wants to witness first hand.  He manipulates the cycle of life to see different outcomes of all situations. He loves to jump from one life to the next, like a stone skipping over water; leaving ripples of chaos in each one.  He has no idea of the bodycount.  But who cares?  He makes the all the rules. 

     New flaws are discovered, and I'm still not seeing any problem with what I do. 

As though it's that bad of a thing to be honest when deserves to hear the truth. 

Or maybe it's a bad thing to be too nice, so you can get taken advantage of.

 

     Then again, in their shoes, I could see it as a flaw.  I guess that's just another flaw I contain:  finding a probable solution other than anger.  Guess I am just that much of a fuck-up.