Why Was It OK with Me?

Because it was done with flair. Because it was casual and felt like it was not a big deal. Because it was sure and assuring. Because it was there before, in those few times that matter. Because it was not made up. Because it was not an excuse, but a reason. Because the words came out right and were said correctly. Because it was prompt and in perfect timing. Because I saw it coming. Because there were no expectations. Because it was the first time in a series of so many times. Because it was a bad day.

Weird

What is weird? I will not give you a definition straight out of a dictionary. Instead, picture this:

... you start to like the things you don't [used to] like. Others call it change. Change is usual and common, but the initial feeling is weird.

... you smile for no reason. Or maybe there is a reason; you just don't know it yet. Or maybe you know, but it has not sunk in yet. Or may be it has sunk in, but you are in denial. Or maybe you are not in denial; you just have a smiling face. Hehehe

... you have a secret, but you feel someone knows it. Weird, paranoid... what's the difference? You are weird when you are paranoid, right?

... you have something on your mind and someone utters it for you. And all you can say is, "Really?" or "Yeah..." So your mind starts to process all the possible ways the other person could've known that something. Yet in the end you have no answer.

... you have no answers to simple questions. They say simple questions are the most difficult to answer. Like "what is love?" or "who am I?" So what could possibly be weird about not having answers to such questions? Nothing. What is weird is having those questions in the first place.

... you are comfortable being uncomfortable. This should not be that weird as man is naturally and constantly in struggle with whatever. What is weird is getting used to it. The word is comfortable not immune.