Are you alright?
Why yes, I should say, I was alright. But then you asked me, and I thought maybe I'm not alright.
That's strange.
What's strange is my inability to pinpoint what it is that is exactly... not alright about me.
You're just being silly. You're over-thinking things.
Perhaps, quite. Quite silly. Doesn't change the fact.
What fact?
I don't know.
You've lost me.
I'm lost too. But I feel sick.
You're making yourself feel that way. Just stop.
How?
Just do it.
I don't know how.
Calm down!
I am calm, but not really. I feel a bit lost.
Everything's okay.
Is it?
Well, I'm sure there are some things that are a bit in the open. But that's okay, isn't it?
I'm not sure. It makes me uneasy.
You don't want to be boring, do you?
No, I want excitement.
This is exciting.
What is?
The unknown.
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