times like these past two years

either i had friends or not. usually they come in waves, un-coincidentally. in retrospect, i enjoyed such waves. in fact, i'd seek out for those in-between times.

then, as i move around periodically and as i have passed the teenagehood rather quickly, i became anxious and nervous. with a maturation process, my attention became more impatient and more distracted.

i have to admit, half-unconsciously and half-actively, that i ended up being an adult with forgetful connections. i need to enjoy this moment. alone and happy.