he has inspired me to finally write a blog, to track my progress.
it is very sad to see so many displaced people out there.
it is funny that across such a vast distance, our thoughts are so similar.
today, my eyes are wet.
in a place alone, far from the madding crowd. i am alone in a lonely room with 4 walls.
listening to the butterfly lovers tune given by darkness, i am now listening to about 5 versions of the same tune.
my eyes are starting to dry now.
to move to a new place to restart is very tough. no friends, no contact. played-out by landlord. little money left.
no one to talk to. even skype is relatively quiet.
but, the will to survive is strong in me. i will not say surrender lightly.
to return to that shit-hole is not an answer.
let me today encourage myself with this picture:
thank you, darkness 2012 for allowing me to read his mind.
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