Another long break calls for another long story :)

Oh, it's not right. This feels so surreal, prolly more surreal than when i tripped over nothing and fell flat on my face with my pink printed dress flipped over the back of my head. I actually can sleep at night and know that i have something to wake up for the next morning. It's not one of those unbearable, dreaded days. I don't want to lose this again, just like i did a few months ago. Infact now if i go anywhere further from here, i'd be losing more than what i did. I shouldn't have put myself in this position yet sometimes i think it's worth my every second. But then i'm putting my heart on a string, a string so thin that even a slight touch my break it. Does that even make sense? Feeling happy yet even more scared that i've got so much to lose.

These weeks are gonna fly by like me on the plane back home. That is a seriously scary thought. But as of now, i shouldn't be so busy worrying about nonsensical stressed up shit. I shouldn't be so caught up in embracing that very heartbreaking moment. I should be doing something else, shouldn't i? Enjoy this, maybe. It's a pleasure to be here and have everything i love surrounding me. 

I have this..

What more do i need again?

xx