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There's something wrong.
Well, you know. There probably isn't. I'm the kind of person who over-analyzes everything to the point of semi-obsession. It really isn't a good way to be in life, and I'm trying to fix it. But I guess it's who I am, and I can't change who I am, obviously.
I got delayed trying to arrive at Kiamo Ko--never realized how hard a journey it is, and once I get there, I'll make a point of never inviting anyone dear to me to come visit, unless they enjoy doing back-breaking trekking for fun. If I ever get there, that is. That's what the something wrong is...I suppose it isn't a huge deal, and I'm sure I'm just making it up in my own mind, but...Elphaba. She seems distant. Confused. As if she's constantly thinking, worrying about something that I'm not a part of. Or maybe not. She's always been an agitated and an easily irritated person, I'm sure that just being away from her for so long caused me to forget those traits of hers. Or maybe not. Maybe there really is something wrong, and she's scared? Of something? I don't know what. Maybe she's been keeping a secret from me? Maybe she's frightened of me? Or, then again, maybe not. Maybe she loves me and I'm just making myself absolutely crazy for nothing and nothing's wrong and I'm just...I'm just being me.
I want to know. But I don't.
Well, you know. There probably isn't. I'm the kind of person who over-analyzes everything to the point of semi-obsession. It really isn't a good way to be in life, and I'm trying to fix it. But I guess it's who I am, and I can't change who I am, obviously.
I got delayed trying to arrive at Kiamo Ko--never realized how hard a journey it is, and once I get there, I'll make a point of never inviting anyone dear to me to come visit, unless they enjoy doing back-breaking trekking for fun. If I ever get there, that is. That's what the something wrong is...I suppose it isn't a huge deal, and I'm sure I'm just making it up in my own mind, but...Elphaba. She seems distant. Confused. As if she's constantly thinking, worrying about something that I'm not a part of. Or maybe not. She's always been an agitated and an easily irritated person, I'm sure that just being away from her for so long caused me to forget those traits of hers. Or maybe not. Maybe there really is something wrong, and she's scared? Of something? I don't know what. Maybe she's been keeping a secret from me? Maybe she's frightened of me? Or, then again, maybe not. Maybe she loves me and I'm just making myself absolutely crazy for nothing and nothing's wrong and I'm just...I'm just being me.
I want to know. But I don't.