I like to pretend that my life is fine, not perfect, but fine. I enjoy acting like very loose piece has been picked up, thrown out or glued into place.
Sometimes I start to stay up really late at night and then I start to think about things in depth. Overthinking if you will. Lately it seems it's the same thing that consumes my thoughts. Do you ever meet someone and it's like the puzzle piece fits? You just hit it off and then it all crashes down. You think so anyway.
What about the ones who got away? The ones who understood you the most? It seems like those people are always temporary so you float between understanders. The ones who understand the most never seem to stick.
What about those who you have deep history with you? Sometimes the quiet destroys you because you're lost without your understander. They had to be temporary though that's how life works. You always find a replacement understander.
Do you ever wish understanders weren't temporary?