I have no tea bags left.

Maybe I should start doodling virtually again, I can treat this blog as a person, like an unresponsive human.


I am here to not rant about my doubts, but I can't help it.

"Can I?" Oops, I guess you know how the interface of blogger looks like and wanted to sneak a peak, I would not have mind but this is about you.

Its been 4 years, 1 month and 17 days since I had someone who can lean on my shoulder and it tells that we are not friends. Its been 4 years, 3 months and 22 days since I last ask a girl out, or the ancient term, "couple". And its 6 months ever since I gotten mature enough to not consider the girlfriend I had 4 years, 3 months and 22 days ago that lasted for 2 months and 22 days the real deal.

But 4 months and 19 days ago, I started talking to you. Me knowing how you do not approach people just made you even more unapproachable to me. But I notice the baby blue flask that you always carry around with you, and that tea bag label assured me that you are a tea lover. In that instance I knew that was a reliable conversation starter.

And its been 4 months and 19 days, I am doing quite badly.

Still counting.