that box, those memories.



many many hundred days has passed me by as i sit to contemplate about the past years or so. Perhaps, I am overwhelmed with a myriad of emotions. For that moment, the thoughts of how it only takes a while to destroy what has been built. Absurb. Very. All the efforts went spiral down to the earth. Perhaps should just take the courage to open that box again. Good memories not to be forgotten. Comparison is what i hate most. Choices again. Cant simply dwell and think about it, right? Well time heal all wounds. You clinged too much on your pride but hey, i survive. Thank god.



Now, my leg is aching. But i feel good. What is pain, anyway? Good pain, for good. I need to do it again and again. Hope it won't stop. Like what a friend wrote, its all about mind over body matter. True and i tried and yes, the more i ran, it helped me to process my thoughts better. Made me thinking of some issues. Some issues that need me to be more focused and think how to handle it.



Finally, i feel the vibes too. Its getting clearer. Please remove that masquerade. Enough is enough.