Disconnected...

You feel stifled these days. No, actually, you can't quite say 'these days'. It's probably just a pent up emotion surfacing. Like the thunder after the lightening.
You want to break collaboration. But it seems impossible.
You're frustrated. You attribute it to teenage angst.
Your strength lies in knowing your weakness.
You weakness lies in knowing your strength.
The only reason you feel weak is because you know that you're weak. And that curtails you from achieving more.
A knock on the door tears these flowing fragments away. A friend stands, bringing laughter with her. You stand outside. Laughing. Laughing the pain away.
Your cynicism is converted to mirth.
It's ironic how the deepest of negative sentiments manifests itself as a positive sentiment under dire circumstances.
You contemplate.
What next?
You have no plans.
You take the path that you tread...
You live the life that you lead...