uncertain reset point
sometimes the kindness of strangers is something i can't help but question, compassion and consideration isn't really something i am entirely used to. a free entry given is analysed and dissected for the hidden meaning that i hope it contains, but the result is confusion. then like a cheesy movie where a face appears and then disappears behind a bus the hope is swept away. a week of waiting for a a few brief seconds and all i can feel is nerves and bumbling anxiety. its foolish to pin such hopes to something so ephemeral but.... but.... no comments will give me solace, well all but one but i don't think any of you can provide it.