Helppp

I think this trip to Kyoto has become in part a forced escape from a particular person. I think I need the space. My head has been uncomfortably crowded with too many far-fetched random thoughts that somehow always linked back to one name/face/ugh for the past few days. I'm sure the cold Kyoto air and physical distance might help with that.

And I'm sure people are usually just this nice; I really have to stop mistaking people being kind and friendly toward me as just per their character and nothing, nothing more. Well, not like I'm so easily swayed because there have been some but they were easily turned cold with my skilled 'cooling' abilities. I usually find it hard enough to find a few people who push even one or two of the right buttons to get me wanting a closer friendship. But when one manages to push so many in the matter of a few days/weeks, it gets dangerous. Ugh.

Heart of mine, be still.

Norah Jones said so; Bob Dylan said so; now so do I.

~ st*rcr*ss*d ~