Things may be difficult to process sometimes, I guess I'll have to learn that I'll never get the hang of everything. I hope that I could easily learn - to be vulnerable but trusting, dependent but not depressed (Dr. Komp). But at this moment when I'm barely understandable because I don't make any sense, I'm glad I have my little brother to keep me company. He surely does not understand all my drama, but he's right by my side and makes me laugh from time to time. Well maybe he partly understands or feels me, because he shares the same mood (which is very unusual for him). I know I don't make any sense. But I'll clear my mind, I hope soon. And I'll be leaving all the drama, and get on a lighter mood.
Why the pensive mood today, I don't know either. I guess its the book I have read. But its ironic because the book was supposed to be inspiring. Or may be just because.