Strange things have been happening to me.

I went for a walk at the park after dinner. Needed time out to think bout stuff. Sat down on this bench and had a little session with God. Then out of nowhere this guy walks past me once, and then he walks by again. He sits down next to me and starts to say sorry. It felt awkward but I decided like whatthehell just go-wit-the-flo so I go 'Err... hello you okay?' because he didn't look okay. So for about the next half an hour he talked and talked bout this problem he's having with his girlfriend while I just sat there and listened. I panic when I see people cry but amazingly this time I was quite calm throughout(I panic even more when I see mucus runnin' down and all don't ask why haha). I gave my 10 cents worth by just telling him to be honest with himself, his gf and God. Just hope he felt a wee bit better after ranting to a complete stranger. Haha. Went home feeling a little better, strange and strange!

I am an idiotfunkypie.

I need courage. ROOOOOOOAR !