Procrastination, part two.

I dont like it when I get to invested in something.
To much potential for hurt and heartbreak.
Right now its something realtively minor, the stiches on a handmade shirt I've been working my fingers off on, but the principle applies to larger things to.
I think I'm becoming a cynic. ( More than I already was)
Emotions make me uncomfortable.
The potential for connecting with someone even more so.
But I still want it.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Urghle.