Today, I realized something apparent: I don’t like nursery rhymes. There’s something seriously unsettling about them. Listening to what children enjoy feels eerie to me. Even something like peekaboo feels… off. I don’t know why, it just does.
Today also feels lazy.
I left my shift earlier than usual because the day went by quickly. I noticed I don’t even care as much anymore when the bus passes me by. It just happens.
There were only a few moments that pulled at my attention. A guy asked me to watch his belongings for a minute. A coworker mentioned traveling this year — he and a business partner run some seasonal fireworks operation. An online business in progress for himself too.
I caught myself wondering what it would be like to have a friend like that. Someone you build things with. Something steady.
Then again… it also sounds like a legal disaster waiting to happen. Money complicates everything. People backstab each other over far less.
Friendship being “magic” still feels like a myth to me.
And yet I crave it. That basic human connection.
Or maybe it’s more honest to say I just want to keep yearning for it.
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