
Today, one of my oldest friends questioned my motives. She asked where I planned on heading with this whole "situation" that I had got myself into.
The truth is, I have no direction and I never have. I never planned things with you because we are more unpredictable than Australian weather. Good days or bad days are never strung together consecutively in quantities larger than three. We have no specific tie to each other, yet never have we failed to pull through for each other when its come to the crunch. Neither of us seem to question where this is heading because we are both avoiding the inevitable answer of no where. You seem to know me better than anyone else and are constantly at the end of my hideous moods, tantrums and accusations although you have no real hold to put up with them. I, on the other hand, deal with constant scrutiny from those closest to me for putting up with your lies, betrayal and selfish acts.
At the end of the day, it's almost like we have become stuck on this immense rollercoaster. It seems that it is going much too fast for us to consider the opinions of those standing by and whether it slows down or not, the question is, are either of us ready to get off and walk away without looking back?
The answer is becoming clearer as each month falls beneath whatever our "situation". And in a delayed response to my friends question, wherever this rollercoaster takes me...