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I have a bit of a problem. I think way too much.
Now, it isn't necessarily a bad thing -- because of it, I have an infinite bin of imagination from which to write stuff -- but it occasionally tends to provoke worry that a normal person might not have.
Like with girls.
I now wait for the chorus of "aww"ing to come to a stop.
If Jimmy Page himself told me to ask a girl -- any girl -- on a date, I would fail him. I can't do it to save my life. The second I realise that I have feelings for a girl, my brain freaks out. Any number of things could happen, and it's required by law that my mind go over every last one of them before continuing. This usually results in me never asking the girl out. Perhaps these shouldn't have been, but I still end up leaving the whole debacle feeling terrible.
As I sit here, attempting to watch a video of that wonderfully haunting "San Francisco" (the "Dazed and Confused" medley element), I notice that my friends are all connected in one way or another. It doesn't take long before a cool new person I meet ends up meeting the rest of my friends, and next thing I know, I'm left out of the loop again. This isn't something that would bother a normal person, but it occasionally irks me, especially when said new friend ends up hanging out with my friends more. It might sound selfish, it might sound jealous, but my feelings have never seemed to be anything like what anyone else feels. It's like: "Can I hang out with you this weekend?" but "Well, I was going to eat Sonic with so-and-so. . ." It can get annoying from time to time, depending on my mood.
You know what? Maybe I shouldn't worry so much.
Anyone got a light?
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