Fragile material.

One second, steady as a rock.

Next second, toppling over, ready for a head first crash.

This sort of inconsistent behaviour shows that overall, it is extremely fragile, ready to break.

July 14, 2011.

Tomorrow - I want things to be smooth, I want there to be no chaos, I want to know what I'm doing, I want it to work.

But, if, tomorrow, it's chaotic, if I don't know what I'm doing, if it doesn't work, and I want to hide in a hole, help me trust in You.

Please make it smooth sailing and let it work...

I don't know who you are. Unfriend.

I've been finding that it is increasingly common for people to change their names on Facebook recently. I'm not sure what that is about. It is usually a variation of their actual name or some sort of nickname they have. Sometimes the person has gotten married and changed their last name. Short of that, other name changes seem to have seemingly no relevance.

I guess I don't really see the point of it, but that's ok, it's not a big issue. It only becomes a slight issue when I don't actually know these people well. Today, there was a girl on my Facebook who's name I did not recognize. It was a strange name, as if it was a variation of her proper name. I decided to look at her photos to see if I could gain some insight. Unfortunately, my mind drew a blank even looking through about 10 photos of her. Perhaps she was one of those people that I met once and added me to her list. Either way, I decided to use the "unfriend" function, since there clearly is a gap.

That day I'll realize.

The load on the shoulders.

The darkness we thought was light.

The throbbing pain throughout our bodies, even when we thought we were young, fit and healthy.

It's very painful right now, although we don't feel it.

Perhaps being born into it, we don't know any better.

But I get glimpses of it, moments where it overwhelms me.

It's somewhat relieving.

But in that day, it'll all be made known, all be revealed.

That it hurt a lot living on earth.

Mr Grumpy.

Smart, capable, and well respected.

But I've never seen you laugh.

I think I saw you eavesdropping on a conversation I was having once with the others and giving a half-smile for a split second. But in all the time I've known you, I don't recall a big smile, and certainly not laughter.

The others say you're too serious. Why is that, I ask?

She screwed with his mind very badly. Maybe that's true, I don't know.

I don't know why, but I've been thinking about this a lot and intrigued. There's not very many people that I haven't seen laugh.

I want to get to know you better. I want to see you laughing.

It would make my day if I said something one day that had you cracking up.