Like tonight on bus, I suddenly smell something, it is indescribable but it gave me a sense of familiarity that...
I thought I am in Hong Kong near Shinho Centre.
My heart skipped a beat.
It is a sense of closeness.
A sense of familiarity.
A sense of belonging.
A sense of nostalgia.
Wish the reality that I am not there doesn't strike so soon.
Oh well...
Sometimes I wonder, should I just give up on what I am doing and just go back for any job that can support me?
What is more important?
I don't know.
Sigh.
Slipping again, fluctuating since last week.
Something I wish I would never slip into.
*Frown*
Need to keep check, keep reminding and keep praying.
