These hands do not fit -
They crush. They grip.
They pinch,
and finally they let go.
The isolated drafts in my blog mock me to pulp.
After working for two straight weeks, feels good to recover some hp, unwind and meet up old friends - through coincidence or not.
Made a couple of goals to acquire (lest to use the word achieve sounds too grand). There's a lot of talk about marriage and resignation within the workplace recently. It's been a solid year of stable income and I hope for more job security and staff welfare. (Fat hoping?) Hahahahaha, sheesh. Nevertheless, I am looking for options despite my bond... just in case.
Re-reading
Kimi Ni Todoke makes me wish for a more clean-cut personality. (Or for lack of better vocabulary, to be more honest yet modest.) It feels so easy to put feelings into the character's shoes (Friendship in manga; the unfolding of consequences in a number of pages). Envy the gentle Sawako for her genuine naivety and shyness. Despite telling myself not to jump into conclusions, I cannot help but make assumptions. This is due to anxious human nature, so... would that make it okay?
Took me an hour and a half to post this, sheesh* fail.
