I was waiting for bus no. 58 for a ridiculously long time when I saw this scribbled on the seat. (Some might recognise the type of bus stop this is, unless you already belong to the all bus stops are grey years.)
I didn't feel it when I was there but when I looked at the photo, I thought: This is how I feel about life sometimes.
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Curtis Sittenfeld frightens me.
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I have never been able to articulate what it is I dislike about you. I know it instinctively and I have always been certain that you possess this thing that makes me hard for me to ever trust or like you completely.
About 15 minutes ago, while I was tossing and turning, it suddenly occurred to me what it was. I don't know if you ever noticed, I can see right through you. I always have. I just never said anything and let everything else overshadow that because I never knew what I wanted to tell myself. Well, now I know.
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