Riding the train into a truly apocalyptic-looking storm, whilst trying to avoid making awkward eye contact with a cute.
Can't stop thinking about the train cute. Well actually, I stopped recently, but only due to having lots of other, more tangible things to stress over.
But anyway, I missed
three trains in order to wind up there at that time. Clearly, the train cute and I were destined to meet- and yet, my usual crippling shyness prevented me from even making eye contact for more than the briefest instant, let alone saying hello or anything. Does that count as a Terrified? I think it does.
I have derailed my destiny and am now doomed to drift aimlessly through life without even a hint of purpose, searching fruitlessly for meaning until my eventual death. Sure, it
looked like I was doing that already, but it turns out I apparently had a destiny. And now I have screwed it up irrevocably. Well, shit.
In other Terrifying news, I am due to catch a plane tomorrow night. Maybe this time I'll get things right and get my life on track. Who knows.
Also, I haven't packed yet.
And I need to sort out transferring the power bill to my former housemate (yes, the worst one) in the morning sometime.
Wonder if there's anything else I desperately need to do tomorrow and have forgotten about. Probably.
Oh well it's all meaningless anyway, as mentioned above.