I haven't been having the unbearable urge to run lately. I don't know whether it's because I'm lazy, I don't feel like it, or as yilin had said, I had a reason. And if I did, is it because I don't anymore?

Sometimes people say things could have been so much better if some people hadn't existed at all in their lives. Could be true. Not existing means they couldn't have done anything to you to make you feel like crap. Then again, these people aren't all that bad, if they are at all. A little something to remember every now and then would be to live not in denial, but in acceptance of people and with them, the consequences they bring.

When you get involved in a relationship, any relationship; be it friendship, a love-fueled partnership, a master-puppet relationship (oh god.), you effectively place yourself at risk. At risk of being betrayed, hurt, manipulated...well there's probably a lot more. If it turns out good, then great! Good for you, you happy little bugger. If it doesn't...cheer up, mate. Plenty more. Hopefully not more bad memories.

It can be very...discouraging sometimes, knowing the fact that you have to pick your moves so very carefully so as to save your own ass from meeting the cheese grater. It's also very selfish. Could be, actually, it's not a rule.

The choices we make steer our lives toward a direction we see fit, but in this boundless ocean where everything passes you by, like the countless shoals of fish riding the waves, guided by instinct, or moving randomly in tandem...if there's one thing we can never see, even with the most legendary of spyglasses...its our final destination.

It's so very complicated, being human. So...complicated.

So, do I still have a reason, or not?