It’s not a good day for me. I felt tired after teaching six hours straight, and the weather was so sultry due to the typhoon. I went to Watersheds with Dr. Joy but I had something else on my mind…
P. emailed me back, asking about my plan of going back to America. I haven’t thought about how to tell P. the details. I’m really on my own now, without my favorite religion, without siblings, and without parents. I guess I can go ahead and pursue what I have had in my heart since my childhood.
I’m sad but try to be nonchalant. Yet it just doesn’t work! I’m afraid everything I see would turn out gray again. Those days in France, I thought it was the end of my path. I don’t want that appears again, really, I don’t want to see things all in depressing gray…
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