mark twain.

i remember once someone told me that the reason why mark twain wore white suits was because he was a misanthrope and view the world as dirty.

i havent really gotten to the level of twain. but i do feel as if i am slowly becoming more shut-in and really takes no joy in befriending strangers.

just a few days ago, i've decided to delete my fb again. i just feel uncomfortable with it. i've gotten a lot of requests from friend's friends and people who i barely know. and felt an obligation to approve their requests, which made me feel uncomfortable because im satisfied with keeping contact with a few real friends and have no need to keep in touch with people i barely know.

i hope im not sounding too harsh.

i think friendship is one of the only things that deteriorates slowly. other things seem to quickly evaporate compared to friendship.

nothing lasts forever. unless nothing is something.

ive always felt like someone out in the internet actually reads my post. but the truth is, i write it so i can read what i write.

i feel so different from what i use to be....which is happy go lucky. i feel like ive fallen into a dark pit. exchanging tranquility with loneliness. exchanging excitement for consistency.

i wonder if anyone can lead me out of this pit. or if i really want to leave at all.


p.s. i have one email in my inbox right now. talk about tranquil.