A friend of mine was not himself today; something was off. He seemed rather tired and upset; he was not his usual cheery, assuring self. I realized this as soon as I saw him.
My first reaction was to worry. My first impulse was to offer him words of comfort. I wanted to give him a hug and wish his troubles away.
But the only thing of those I managed to do was worry. And quite excessively.
This got me thinking.
What caused such a reaction? Was it strange for people to have a bad day? Not really. Was it out of the ordinary for them to be stressed? Not likely. Didn't people get tired? Of course they did. So what induced the panic-stricken response?
A disturbance in my turf.
That's what it boiled down to.
Whenever there is restlessness in a kingdom, the ruler worries. The very same way, I learned how protective my nature was today.
Once I make someone my own, worrying about them or caring about them isn't an obligation any more, it becomes ingrained in my nature.
This change was surprisingly drastic, but entirely understandable, coming from someone with my personality. I always knew I was fiercely loyal to those close to me, but today, I found out just how much, courtesy of aforementioned friend.
Here's sending positive thoughts, warm hugs, and fluffy monkeys his way in hopes that tomorrow is better for him than today was.
Until next time, friends.
Hasta la-buh bye!
