(no subject)
I almost made a potentially fatal mistake tonight.
I can be a very silly girl. Sometimes I entertain these odd thoughts...which snowball into even more odd thoughts, which eventually turns into this long train of a crazy idea. By the time I choose to stop thinking and get off that train I usually am very confused, and am unable to tell anybody how I got there in the first place. Sometimes I find so much validation and comfort in the ridiculous idea that I just can't let it go, and it becomes sacred fact or something. Arriving at an empty town where the one person you need to be there isn't is one of the scariest things I have encountered.
No more trains for me, no more reading into situations.
Don't you just love journal entries that mean nothing to anybody but the person that wrote them?
I can be a very silly girl. Sometimes I entertain these odd thoughts...which snowball into even more odd thoughts, which eventually turns into this long train of a crazy idea. By the time I choose to stop thinking and get off that train I usually am very confused, and am unable to tell anybody how I got there in the first place. Sometimes I find so much validation and comfort in the ridiculous idea that I just can't let it go, and it becomes sacred fact or something. Arriving at an empty town where the one person you need to be there isn't is one of the scariest things I have encountered.
No more trains for me, no more reading into situations.
Don't you just love journal entries that mean nothing to anybody but the person that wrote them?