Something came across my mind. What if you’re not who I knew anymore? What if you’re a person who I want to communicate lesser each day? What if . . . What if . . . What if . . .
Tsk tsk tsk.
I witnessed and I realized and I’m scared, I’m really scared. I began to worry if that’s your true self. Years ahead would be difficult. I’m worry for you and I’m worry for you and I’m worry for myself. Sigh. Sighh.
One of Buddha’s teachings is open-mindedness, it simply means: tolerance – give and take. It’s not something easy though you think it’s easy. Attitude-conflicts worsen the case, that happens every time. Simple logic, if both sides eager to win, eager to be all-right, problems aren’t gonna be solved. But, we just can’t avoid illogical shits.
I just want to live behind the mask. My expressions are hidden. Everything is hidden behind the mask. I appear like what’s on the mask the whole time. I feel better this way.
