We just had therapy session breakfast at conti’s.
The three of us splurged two hours of our time for a conversation that seem to never end. At one point, I thought that someone would walk out because of a strife for whatever reasons, which I already forgot (I’m sure it would be such a trivial thing!). It provoked him even more because the other seemed to taunt him.
Truthfully, she was debating herself whether to laugh maniacally disguising hate on herself for being overpowered by the evil glare made by the other, or to cry exposing what she really felt.
If ‘looks’ could kill, we both have already died at that moment.
But all is well that ends well.
I’m glad that I found the purpose of the rain. It washed away the powerful forces that laid between them. Everything is good as if nothing happened. We’re back on our usual selves because we are crazy enough to understand each other.
Crazy people can only be understood by crazy people :-) I’m lucky to have such crazy friends.
And to top of my mushy cheeziness ramblings, I ordered mango tart and strawberry banana shake.. Fruity, Healthy, and oh so yummylicious!
