With a glass half full:
What transpires when you're too close to the fire?
The heat warms your body and keeps the cold from approaching
What happens when you stand a little close to the grease pot
The smells reach your nose, the anticipation of a not-so-empty stomach ensues
What happens when you trust someone you just met
They greet you with gifts their comments are kind
With a glass half empty:
What happens when you're standing too close to the fire
The heat gets too wild; smoke fills your lungs and starts burning your eyes
What happens when you're close to the grease pot
You get popped and jump back, knowing the grease hot
With a glass neither full nor empty:
The grease pops, cooking your next meal
The fire smokes and, in turn, repels mosquitos
The person closest to you can hug you,
in the same motion, stab you in your back
Proximity is reasonable when you control your environment
What happens when you trust someone you just met?
I'll leave that to you.
Check the friends in your circle
Do they take time to be kind, or are they always so hurtful