I actually am swimming in the depth of life itself, trying to keep my head above the water while maintaining what's good to keep, to fight for, and to believe in.
I learn more about my weaknesses from little things people I care, mentioned as my frailty, while, as it turns out, belong to their lack of sensitivity and consciousness.
What hurts and sad and annoying sometimes, they are weakening what left in me, ruining the foundation of trust and honesty and hopes I shared with something, someone. Yet, in the end of the process, things will get clear and the whole [trivial] things seem laughable.
And today, this morning, at five. It happens all over again.
I gave it considerably long time to weigh on it.
Write back a message saying HOPE YOU'RE OK seemed the only appropriate thing, the least thing I could do, instead of lashing back at that person with overridden emotion.
And it worked.
AT least, I'm able to forgive that person, forgive what's been said of me, let it go with the morning breeze.
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