New things are cool to try, the rush from excitement arouses me. Opening doors to paths never thought of skipping down but just for the hell of it, running like the wind down each path.
This is new. Fresh. I like the association, the clash of my environment. What remains unrevealed, one glitch, my major trust issues. The thought of new with old doesn’t sit well with my conscience. Soon it’ll get old, I’ll get bored and become anti-social.
Its life. To new, meet old. Just don’t get too comfortable.
For now welcome to my world.