Postcard.

For the past few days i have been occupying myself with part-time unintentional overthinking procedures which is slowly becoming more and more apparent that it had become worrying not just for the people that i care but also to myself. Of course, i have much more important things to think and plan about but alas to defeat thyself to such thinking is just personal blasphemy at its best.

Waking up to a horrible dream i can barely remember, the only thing that was left were tears for reasons known and unknown. 

"Don't trouble yourself over small things. Don't let it get to you," he said after approaching with a hug. I wasn't sure of what to feel or how to respond. So i talked. And talked. And talked. Despite feeling shameful over things here and there but knowing that someone understands or knows somehow puts a part of the heart at ease with gratitude. Words that comes out of your mouth that sounds like gibberish but can be explained further as they mean more than just sounds. In between each letter is a silent cry for comfort and release. At this point, feeling weak is inevitable but keeping myself at the lowest is not a good choice to make for a person who is living.

"Despite the huge amount of small measly reasons to be sad, there are more solid reasons to be happy," i looked at him. And talked. And talked. For i understood of how much communication was something that i yearned for from people that i care with hello and goodbye that will seem to suffice somehow. "I know that you're still sad but cheer up okay?" He said.

I kept silent with a nod. Because i know that it is not right to be this way and i deserve to be happier. Especially when i know that i have more reasons to be happy instead of doubting and blaming myself with emotional pain. I want to be a better person although afraid; it'll take time.
He knows, and he comforts. Through the course of actions and timings. But we'll have to open our eyes and see it in order to cherish the things that he has given to us.

A postcard from a good friend arrived today. Although short, i appreciate every single handwritten word and you have no idea how much it's helping me be more rational with myself. Thank you.