Gazing from my 8-foot tall glass window, I could see the rain pouring outside. The raindrops were gently falling, ready to embrace the dry earth. Funny. the weather seems to emulate my mood. As look out into the horizon I wonder. When will this rain will stop? When will the sun shine again? When will I see the clear blue sky? No idea.
I found myself in a wave of emotions. I was confused. I felt sad. Slightly angered. But most of all, I felt alone.
I lost my weekend to nights of partying and booze hoping to feel numb. I felt numb. Nothing that a few drinks and laughter can't cure. I was fine. Or so I thought.
Aloneness or Loneliness. I have to make a deliberate choice.
Out of my emo mode, I realized that I have friends who were there for me when i needed them most. They kept me company and made me realize that I'm not the unluckiest person in the world. There is more to life than my petty problems.
It would take some time before I could function normally again. I can't promise that I'll be my old self but I know you'd all understand. You have to. We're friends, right?
I'm keeping my promise. No jerk will come between our friendship.
For now, I continue to gaze outside, watching the sun slowly set, the grey sky turning to black.
I'm fine, but I'm not OK
