When hard drives and people crash

In one of the Sunday masses, I asked God to give me patience. I have long acknowledged that if I would write down all my virtues, that wouldn't be anywhere in the list.

Like what they warned me before, be careful what you wish for (in this case, what I prayed for). Might just be given to you.

Seems like the forces of nature are compelling me not to break Mongol no. 2 pencils like Mica, or throw my expensive cat figurines to the wall [Just an aside, the sound of the crashing of porcelain and glass has a therapeutic effect on me when I get angry.].

Last week, right in the middle of doing my first paper for one of my subjects, my hard drive crashed. Goodbye, paper! Good thing I was able to get screwdrivers and The Boyfriend got stuck in the house so I had a handy computer repairman with me.

This week, I had an encounter with a friend who also crashes into a state of anxiety and depression every now and then. He would always be in this state of mind and emotion - always in and out of it. A vicious cycle for him - and for all of his friends.

It's tiring me when I see him. I feel like all my energy is sucked out of my marrow. There seems to be like a heavy metal pounding on my heart and my lungs. Everything feels so heavy. Even my spirit.

Right now I want to stay away. It's the best thing for me to do.

Nope, I'm not leaving him. The bottomline is, he will always be a friend that I will keep. But right now, I need to space out. Recharge.

Before I myself crash.