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I'm turning into something that I'm no longer sure I can identify. The control switch in my brain isn't working anymore and I'm on the verge of doing something stupid and incredibly dangerous.
Just the other day, I almost stuck my hands out and almost, ALMOST I repeat, hugged someone. I felt this surge of energy rising and my head was screaming: "Just do it!" Luckily, this group of small kids blocked me so, thank you random small kids who have saved me from such a sorry plight.
But just imagine if I DID hug him...
-maybe I wouldn't be feeling so miserable anymore
-maybe we would no longer be friends
-maybe something good might happen
-maybe we'd laugh it off
Maybe, maybe, maybe...all these are but unlikely possibilities because the fact remains, it never happened. But what I can promise is that it was an accident that the thought even popped out. I don't know why but when we said "hi", there was this impulse to give a big hug and say, "I miss you".
Ok, this time it's official. I'm going bonkers, crazy, maybe even a little retarded. I used to think there was some hope for my redemption but wanting to go around randomly hugging people is a big NO-NO.
Oh save this hopeless romantic...bleagh...I think I need a hug. :(