i wonder why i yearn to hear a familiar voice right now. like someone who can understand and don't judge. but the funny thing is that i don't know who to call, because i do not have a conversational topic in mind at all and i don't feel very comfortable wasting people's time and interrupting their nights.
so weird. maybe thats why they say sometimes what friends can offer the most is the heart's presence and not actions or words.
and being my usual random self i called caina after the lrt trip while i was strolling home. i didnt have much to say, i feel like ranting but i didnt do so much in the end. but its just comforting to hear that voice. so funny. this is like the sixth year i have known her, after being classmates and co mates for so long, but yet this is probably one of the few times that i really truly treasured that moment of interaction. as in not that the others didnt mean a thing, but this one just struck more. haha. never mind, anyway i wont be able to know how things work.
so maybe the point is i shouldnt brood and go to sleep soon.
