February 23, 2007

  • Cuts and Bruises



    I was applying first aid on a friend of mine the other day and I couldn't help but feel really good taking care of someone when they needed it the most.


    This same feeling transcended to thoughts of the type of friend I have been. I've never saw myself as a full time friend, but for the most part I typically find myself on the phone for an hour+ with a friend in distress, heart-broken, etc. When they are all retarded happy, I find myself stepping away into the shadows.


    I disappear for months, come back. Fade in and fade out. I'm a camera trying to focus on its shot, but just cannot for some odd reason.


    *Side note, I'm alone at work right now and I'm hearing weird light tapping in the ceiling... I need to get my bow and arrow from my car.