Day 33: Still longing

This, from one of my fave shows:

R: You're right. I do care. I want stupid koala corsages, and  prom. I want to have kids with someone who loves me, enough to stand outside the window with a stupid boombox...I want to be human

-- Oh, Rebekah. I feel you.

Day 22: Longing

I know, I promised to write everyday. But I ask pardon (to myself) for not being able to do that.
But anyway, let me just write.
Write, whenever I can. Write, whenever something moves, or touches my heart...

I walk an all-familiar path. No it wasn't the previous one. It's towards a different direction now.
But the path is just like the other. It's not laden with roses, and green grass, and shading trees., but one with bumps, and cracks, and humps.

But I know I can get through this.
Because I know it will take me...well, not to a park, but to a destination that I dreamt to be in.

So, I remind myself that there are better things to do than to worry, better things to do than to be depressed.
I just need to have the same amount of courage, and of course...patience.

So I tread the path. I just keep walking.