just when you thought it was safe to have a teddy bear

so what type of day is it when you feel all day like talking to someone in particular and you convince yourself that that someone will show up sometime somehow someday somewhere and you would be able to sit down and have a chat with them quietly without hassle without embarassment without society eyes gazing down upon the two of you wondering ferreting through their minds on the reasons of what why where who when and how of what you the two of you are up to.

what kind of a day when you feel so alone even with the world is around you full of people full of excitement full of desires, emotions, and aspirations that madden the world with their fanatic speeds of crossing from one mind to the other gradually possessing the inner beings; our souls; namely: you.

what kind of a time is it when find yourself lost in the midst of a clear set path with the sun down on you, advice thrown in by your most closest friends - yet everything still seems so unclear until..

someone comes along and suddenly all that was nonsence makes perfect sense.

what kind of a day is it?