She was ruminating one behavior. What was behind all the acts and words? She guessed it as an act to reveal one feebleness. But the scathing and defensive words kept coming out from one as she was irresistibly coming out from one’s shadow and leaves one farther. It wouldn’t be a matter at all if she didn’t run faster than one.
She had been working with this kind of situation before and ended it gracefully without letting the veracity of her feeling got imparted. And she did the same prescription for this one. She had tried to avoiding one baleful influence on her by treating one in a cavalier attitude. She didn’t use her humorous still sharp candor on one since she was trying to understand the reason of one negative behavior.
Everything and everyone should have a reason. Or maybe she just didn’t have fortitude to handle the reactions? So she’s getting along with one no matter hurtful it was. But at one point, she couldn’t pull it off again and let her calm candor been heard by one. And one was shock.
Fuck!! She had lost in a game against herself. She had lost in a game that has been played well due to lack of sleep, a crushing headache and the PMT. Ouch, she really pissed of and ended it by smoking. Some wise words flashed from Bloomberg screen: “there’s a thin line between patience and cowardice”.
2008
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