Angsty

I'm so angsty as of late. And according to my spell check angsty isn't even a word!
Fuck you spell check fuck you!
I don't even know why, honestly I don't.
I thought I was supposed to be over these angsty feelings by now, I haven't felt this weird in a while.
I am not depressed, been there, I think angst is the only word I feel comfortable describing my weirdness with.
Probably because I don't know whats causing the weirdness.
Part of it may be a riff in a friendship, we both have weirdness happening, another part may be the new job, and then the constant part of my displeasure is my perpetual singleness(this is my number one issue, I know that.)

I know what I need, I need someone to shut up and just listen to me. I need them to ask me questions and let me answer them, I need someone to just be quiet and tell me it's all going to be okay. (Because I know it will be, I just want to be told by someone who I don't normally hear it from.)

I need someone new to talk to, maybe an old person, on their front porch or maybe a child on a playground. I need someone who knows things I don't or remembers things I have forgotten. I need a storybook read to me where I get to be the princess,  a prince doesn't need to save me in fact I would prefer if he didn't, but I need less harping and more helping.