Right now I am sitting on a bed in my foster parents house, approximately 1100 kilometres from where I currently call home. Right now, 1100 kilometres away, my friends and many others in Northern Queensland are bracing themselves for Tropical Cyclone Yasi. The cyclone is currently 800 kilometres away from Townsville and is due to hit the coast tomorrow morning. Honestly, I'd rather be there now with them, but I guess all I can do down here is be supportive and pray for them.
You know, one thing I really like about the weather is that as unpredictable as it is, once the damaging event occurs, it is generally pretty straight-forward (No, I'm not saying it's easy, I'm just saying it's straight-forward.) in dealing with. If your house is wrecked, well somehow you will have to rebuild, if you can. In some cases, events within relationships (Of any kind) between people may be as straight forward. You don't agree? Discuss it and come up with a compromise. Unfortunately, this type of situation does not seem to apply to all events within human relationships.
What happens when wires get crossed? When people, for some reason or another, can't face another person? When people lie about situations or facts? To rebuild relationships after some of these events may take weeks, months or even years, if at all. Often the fear of facing another prevents the relationship rebuilding as it should. Unfortunately, when that happens, at least one person is sure to hurt, in some way shape or form.
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I saw your dad today. Actually, honestly, I walked right in front of him. I didn't mean to appear aloof... I just don't know how to be around you, let alone your parents. A question keeps turning over in my mind. Why did you miss information out of what you told one of our friends about that Saturday night? Information which completely changes the whole context of everything. Information which, when paired with what you told our friend, continues to send mixed signals.
You haven't talked to me since the Sunday after that night, and honestly, even then our conversation was limited. Do you have a problem with me? I did not do anything wrong here, remember that. Also remember I don't hate you. I never have and never will. That is a promise. You simply confuse me.
I'm afraid to send you any messages at all. I'm scared that it may push you further away. Our platonic friendship was great... why did you then send me mixed signals? Don't say you didn't. I know what you said to our friend, mostly at least. When he became aware about one part of that night you hadn't mentioned, his reply was 'Wait, what?' He wanted to be the one to sort it out between you and I. I told him it was up to you. It's up to you to explain what went on, from your point of view and why...
On another note, I really just want to catch up with you again. Talk about the cricket. Talk about bands and music. Talk about whatever is happening. I just miss talking to you. I miss being friends, especially seeing I don't know why you aren't talking to me.
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I guess I should really stop writing things like this to a person who will probably never read it; though I probably won't. Writing it like that seems to help release my thoughts... a God send if you ask me.
You know, one thing I really like about the weather is that as unpredictable as it is, once the damaging event occurs, it is generally pretty straight-forward (No, I'm not saying it's easy, I'm just saying it's straight-forward.) in dealing with. If your house is wrecked, well somehow you will have to rebuild, if you can. In some cases, events within relationships (Of any kind) between people may be as straight forward. You don't agree? Discuss it and come up with a compromise. Unfortunately, this type of situation does not seem to apply to all events within human relationships.
What happens when wires get crossed? When people, for some reason or another, can't face another person? When people lie about situations or facts? To rebuild relationships after some of these events may take weeks, months or even years, if at all. Often the fear of facing another prevents the relationship rebuilding as it should. Unfortunately, when that happens, at least one person is sure to hurt, in some way shape or form.
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I saw your dad today. Actually, honestly, I walked right in front of him. I didn't mean to appear aloof... I just don't know how to be around you, let alone your parents. A question keeps turning over in my mind. Why did you miss information out of what you told one of our friends about that Saturday night? Information which completely changes the whole context of everything. Information which, when paired with what you told our friend, continues to send mixed signals.
You haven't talked to me since the Sunday after that night, and honestly, even then our conversation was limited. Do you have a problem with me? I did not do anything wrong here, remember that. Also remember I don't hate you. I never have and never will. That is a promise. You simply confuse me.
I'm afraid to send you any messages at all. I'm scared that it may push you further away. Our platonic friendship was great... why did you then send me mixed signals? Don't say you didn't. I know what you said to our friend, mostly at least. When he became aware about one part of that night you hadn't mentioned, his reply was 'Wait, what?' He wanted to be the one to sort it out between you and I. I told him it was up to you. It's up to you to explain what went on, from your point of view and why...
On another note, I really just want to catch up with you again. Talk about the cricket. Talk about bands and music. Talk about whatever is happening. I just miss talking to you. I miss being friends, especially seeing I don't know why you aren't talking to me.
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I guess I should really stop writing things like this to a person who will probably never read it; though I probably won't. Writing it like that seems to help release my thoughts... a God send if you ask me.
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