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Sunday, June 1

That Worried Look

With that worried look of hers, she told me she is worried about me. She said I do not take my life seriously, and it is not a good thing.

I wondered where she gathered that from, I simply questioned her why.

She said I don’t look worried about anything. I wondered, am I really?

I wondered where she gathered that from, I simply questioned her why.

She said I do not react as if I am worried when something bad happens.

I wondered where she gathered that from, thus I tried recalling any possible incident that might have made her think that way.

The last time when something unexpected happen, which isn’t that good, she told everyone she is worried. With that worried look of hers, she tells everyone in detail, why she is worried, how she is worried and how she pray it would turn out to be better in the end.

While that was happening, I was sitting at an unnoticeable corner. Thinking to myself how the bad event wasn’t really that unexpected. Hasn’t she thought of the possibility in the first place? The possibility that things might not turn out the way she wanted. It is not impossible to begin with. Is she really that not expecting that at all? Maybe she is.

I tried figuring out a solution as she looked really worried and continued with that expression of hers. I wasn’t that surprised that bad event happens.

Because I wasn’t that surprised, I didn’t have much expression. I didn’t tell people I was worried, because I know there is a solution. I couldn’t see it clearly yet, but I know there is one, I can feel it there, I just need to dig it out. Besides, it is not the end of the world, is it not right to look a little calmer.

She went around looking for the cause of the mistake, while I seek a solution for the consequences. She found the cause of the bad event, made it public that it wasn’t her fault. I sat there, raised an eyebrow and wondered, what’s the point? And continued with the search for a solution.

Finally I semi-solved the mystery of the bad event, just as she wanted, it did turn out to be better after all. She told everyone she was so relieved. I just sat there just feeling glad that everything turns out well enough.

I realized it is because I do not hang that worried look on my face. That shows that I am not taking life seriously.

I realized it is because I do not announce my worries. That shows that I am not worried about anything.

I realized it is because I do not feel like adding more insecurity to her worries since we’re in this together and it doesn’t benefit me. That shows that I don’t feel a thing about unexpected bad events.

Do I have to do what she expects after all? Showing it so much, what is the point of it all?

Maybe I am not that positive of a person when it comes to possible consequences.

Usually when I do things, either before or after my action, I will tend to draft out in my mind what possible consequences there might be. Usually I imagine the worst scenario I could 1st, because I don’t like bad surprises. For that reason, I might not appear as surprise as she is when it really comes. Though many time I tried to warn her, she told me not to be such a pessimist. I nod my head in agreement, but still secretly wanting to be prepared.

For being the way I am,

Because I smile like a fool more than she does,

Because I do not see the point in just looking worried,

Because I like to be in a corner by myself instead of catching so much pointless attention which doesn’t help at all,

Because she is good at finding the cause of bad event better than I am,

Because she somehow impresses people much more then I do with her words,

Because she is well known to be worried about a lot of things,

With that worried look of hers, she convinced herself she is someone who took life more seriously than I do.

Now, if it so happens that her opinion does not seem to worry me one bit. Does it prove her right? I guess it does after all, at least according to what she believes.

Why are there so many weird people around I wonder. Or am I the weird one after all?


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