Friday, 25 March 2011

midnight ramblings

"I'm a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy."

J.D. Salinger: Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour: An Introduction

Which is all kinds of sad, really. I long for happiness, but I cower when presented with a chance to achieve it. In a way I think I'm just scared of being happy because it's something I'm not good at. And I'm scared to death by things I'm not good at.

I guess I just want people to worry about me, except not really, because I resent it when they do.

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