Friends
March 26th, 2024
Y'know, I read another Neocities blog for curiousity's sake. To see if there's anyone like me.
Most of them seem to talk about stuff that actually matters, like friends and relationships. Not the useless abstract stuff I spew out here.
It made me think about my own relationships, and how little I think of them. Or is it, rather, how little I feel about them? Or how disconnected I am from them? Or how afraid of intimacy I am of them?
Or perhaps, that the only person that I feel understands me died almost a century ago, and who's name was Osamu Dazai?
The fact that I think so little of my relationships is part of my disqualification. I... do not know how to connect with others. And I believe that others would not want to connect with me. Talking to me is like "asking the wrong person about their day."
Or are these just the words lying to me again? Am I feeding myself Montelukast?
Sigh. I think the answer is non-judgement, being, and a reality without words. As always.
Take a step back... and just be. Or as somebody normal would say, "omg just chill out dude."