I would label it love and bury it deep within me but if there’s one thing I know and it’s that I know myself all too well. I’m in a foreign place with a future of uncertainty, the kindness of a stranger and the little energy received upon interaction sparked joy and now I’ve fallen into a rabbit hole of not only delusional optimism but that of obsession.
My living situation is not one I’m particularly fond of but it is one that I heavily associate with the comfort of home due to the existence of a close blood relative. However, even with the existence of one, the others wouldn’t mind isolating me whenever it suits them. baka 😩
If you follow me, you’ve probably noticed I’m a bit self aware and self conscious about interactions and how I perceive the people and the environment I’m surrounded by.
Nothing remains hidden from someone who constantly thinks about everything. So it’s no secret I’m able to notice these things because if I were to write a book about my life, I’ve definitely called out a few characters 10 chapters in. Back to the earlier topic, apologies , I wanted to rant a bit.. right Love, How do I explain to this man I know nothing about personally, that he has not left my mind since our first interaction? and that his presence not only made me hope but struck fear in me because I have tendency to obsess.
Gahhh I’m so frustrated, I hope this passes before I make a fool out of myself.


© Adi Joséphine