A stiff buddy

 


 

I met a new buddy. The day i saw him i was already wondering what was on his mind that he chose to drown in the darkness of the night in a coldy place. his eyes were closed but his mouth kept talking, he was full of stiffness so he wasn't good at talking, especially socially with new people around him. a brief meeting made us be friends but stiff of course, if we went out together I never spoke directly to him but if I did, everything would be so clear, maybe if I started talking to him everything would be clear, and the situation would be even more awkward. so I let the situations stay like that, still stiff and not as easy as other humans to socialize. but what I know is this stiff man will talk when he is under the influence of whiskey, when he goes through normal days and returns to reality, he will be silent again as if it was his natural instinct he can't speak at all. the funny thing is I just wrote a new character that I just met on my life journey that I just started in this foreign place. seeing him like that is like seeing myself in the mirror. always try harder when I've to start coversations with new people, I'll never be able to freely express what I feel. I am the one who has such difficulty starting a conversation. but enough. this is just a part of the things of what I just experienced and I am just being honest about my opini when I just met a stranger who is now my new friend in this foreign place. Anyway, nice to see you stiff buddy...

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