the quiet things that no one ever knows

There is a weird power in leaving some things left unsaid.  While normally I take the "let the people that are bugging you know what's up as maybe they're just idiots" approach, for once, I feel that keeping my trap (or fingers, in this case) immobile is the best bet.

The truth is that when you give someone access to your feelings, you give them an amount of power.  There is always some uncertainty as to whether that person is going to use that power in a good way or not, and this time, that uncertainty is just too great to allow.

I want to keep that power for myself.  And so, I move forward from this point quiet in a particular situation that has caused me a fair bit of irritation as of late... unless you've been lucky enough to actually talk to me recently, that is.

I've pulled my head out of a season's long day dream and am back at it, surly (though maybe not as drunk) as ever.  Catch you all later, when I have something of little consequence to bitch about.  So yeah, tomorrow it is.