in the company of others

we all have different definitions of fabulous people to spend our glorious time.  i'm mostly misery loves company.  there shouldn't be this, there shouldn't be that, or i will be just having a tortured time in hell.  but i don't throw that many tantrums despite the discomfort. be cool and calm, i whisper to my super boring ego. the sun will rise tomorrow as the annoying panache to a drivel, says.

bad company?  i'd rather read a book.

so what is bad company? persons who may or may not mean it, simply lacks kindness. as a word,  kind is broad and vastly-under-rated and contrary to most people's opinions, it's not too common.  hijacking  somebody's break with a know-it-all lecture is not being kind (but learned something highly-substantial). i'd rather be in the company of the understandable bitch.

another bad company is one i've written just in august. big hurray to the power of linking!

next is the lack of humility.  it could be interpreted in every angle known to the human race.


you just know when you're friends. duh? if only we all read the same books and indulge in the same humdrum undertakings, i'e. staying home and staring at the empty boxes of adidas trainers. that would be immense.