Paradox.

Sometimes we say what we don't intend to say and we are sorry for having said the words but we actually did not say sorry about it because we are too occupied on how to make it appear light and casual. Then we say sorry for the things that are not supposedly apologetic in nature and by force of habit we won't correct our tactless tongues on this practice. Or we say words which connotation we don't intend but because we are used to saying the words, we let them out realizing it too late to be corrected. We are all guilty of our own paradox in justification for the eccentric nature that we have. Little do we know that the tiny little chances and times spent on these instances are bottled up to the corner until it comes to the threshold and blows up. Something I really hope won't happen. May we always be able to cope up with each other's eccentric paradox.