Wednesday, October 18, 2006

It's so much easier to help others than be brave enough to face your troubles. For like a week, I've been a wonderful friend, not to everybody but enough to keep me busy. From life coach, to crying shoulder, passing through cupid and unknown guy who puts the missing part of a puzzle. All in all, I like to do that, to be that person. Yet, in the deep I know that this time I do it to avoid my inner anxiety. It's better than procastrinate without no one gaining anything, I guess.
In the process, people have called me great things, do I feel like a coward for not facing certain things, unknown to you. The ray has come, not in the way I expected, as usual.


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