Tuesday, January 14, 2014

I’m trembling, literally. My tired arms shake as I type, my insides flop, my heart rushes, my lungs catches air, and my mind simply wanders.

Just when I thought I won’t be able to write for a few days due to a forseen occupied week, I am obviously writing more often. I thought there would be no room for extracurricular activities aka excessive thinking over nonsense things aka everything that has to do with you.

But...but.

I made a mistake I cannot stop thinking of. It was just an act of courteousness, I didn’t want to be rude. So I accidentally (yes, with no intentions at all) uttered an ostensibly invitation to the event I’ve been wanting to go to. I’ve made plans and I already had someone included in it, who, apparently, isn’t you.

The thing is you asked me about allegedly (am I seriously using a news writing term here?) “our” plan. I mean, really now?