I suddenly feel poetic, or its just that I'm thinking about the trivial matters more than I should.
Yesterday my friend's mom called my house to see if she was here. She wasn't, she then proceeded with all that small talk that didn't really registered in my mind. Then it came to me what if something happened to her? What if she couldn't be found after 10 years? What if I attended her funeral? I tend to think far far ahead of matters that don't even have significance in this time space. Then one thing leads to another and...another whole string of questions come. Can I be called deep? Or overly paranoid?
I never want to think about attending any of my friend's funeral. I'd probably wail in a corner. Friends just cross-stitch deep into your fabric, its hard not to fall apart if one of them is missing. Wow, I said something deep...i think. Sometimes you wish summer never ends, but life goes on.
Later that night, I received a SMS from my friend. I slept early that night.
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