Losing Appwetite

Despite the festivities, I find myself losing my appetite.

Between the kare-kare and fruit salad... The pork ribs and the baked salmon... The mind-less chatter and the inevitable, I find myself lost and alone.

Is it possible that no one really knows you? That everyone just says the wrong things?

Is it possible that they always assume what your thoughts are? That your idealism is mistaken for naivety? That it is their god-given mission to make you realize your inevitable failure. Or maybe, deviously, everyone just wants you to fail?

When everyone seems content in making you accept the mundane, should you still pursue greatness?

It seems that everyone just wants you to lose your appetite for life despite the dishes in front of you. Kare-kare and fruit salad. Pork ribs and salmon.

Mind-less chatter and the inevitable.

You've Got Thoughts...

Dear Friend,

I've just had one of those days where my inner Kathleen Kelly resurfaced... Maybe it's too little 'You've Got Mail' or too much Sam Smith's Lonely Hour. Either way, it did not feel good and it seems  that there's no one to talk to about it.

Christmas is fast approaching and everyone has something to do or someone to meet. So many things are fast approaching and with the hustle and bustle of the city, I'm left wondering if being lonely is such a good thing - especially now.

Today, another tipping point was ticked off and the blues took me over on my way home. Sometimes, I just wish you were there to talk to me, tell me that it's okay to have a meltdown. Sometimes, I wish you were there to because I needed someone. Anyone.

Where are you?

Someone Anxious