...and I'm desperately sorry.
I spend a lot of time talking to those around me about how I need to find the person who's head is in the same place as mine; When I go off on strange tangents and rants, I always feel as though there's just a general detachment from everyone around me, like those who're listening are smiling sweetly to humour me, secretly disregarding everything I say.
The fact of the matter is, my mad quest to find that mysterious person who will come with me on those journeys into "new plains of perception and thought" is causing rifts between me and all the friends I actually have right now.
Who cares if the people I know and love aren't similar to me in that respect? They're still marvellous, interesting people worth spending time knowing and talking to, and I need to get it into my thick head that anything that's meant to happen will, so for now I should appreciate what it is that I have for certain.
I apologise, therefore, to anyone I've ever burdened with crazed ideas of new, 'more desirable' friendships and wish to reassure you that your friendship is everything to me - the connections I share now are the ones keeping me smiling.
'tonm. xx
Book of the Moment: "Eric Clapton: The Autobiography" by Eric Clapton, p.37
Song of the Moment: "Life's a Long Song" by Jethro Tull
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