Directed/Produced by Carol Rhyu
He thinks I am Bipolar when I do not just do whatever he thinks I will do or say whatever he wants me to say. It could be anything like opening a can of salt sea peanuts on a very boring day at work. Random.
I am beginning to like that he thinks that I am ‘crazy,’ and that he can never get too comfortable in a catatonic state of relationship rituals no one cares about.
Who knows. Perhaps, he and I can have what we call a ‘decent relationship’ that no one understands unless they are also you know…