It's the first monday of my semester. And yesterday's optimism have seemingly evaporated. (Perhaps I've set unrealistic standards)
The test of truth have caught up with me, as Singapore with its familiarity catches up with me. How exactly and how much to reveal about my past? As I grow closer to these new friends, the growing need to fill the details of the past starts to eat me.
Am I deluded and living in a reality of my own? No philosophical deduction needed. I am and that's the reality I should know.
This is a darkest post since my arrival. But reality slammed on the gates of paradise, as I remain helpless in my attempts to study. Suddenly, it occurred. I don't know how to do this.
PS: I'll be back in Sg on the 30th night to 3rd Oct. Because I saw a GR on the streets today and felt so much like crying. I miss TT.
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