getaway

Eyes closed. In silence. Looking back over the dimension of time. Separating my spirit away from the flesh. Reaching beyond the possibles. Searching the losts and founds in a cosmic astral travel...
Seeking for my regrets, and allow forgiveness to step in. Browse in the faces caught in hatred, and mercy them. Letting my rockbottom past mistakes be a lesson in the future.
Now, it is time to soothe myself with sweet juicy victorious glory I've once achieved...and let them be my guidance whenever I feel trembled.

Affirmation-Affirmation-Affirmation. Ha-Ha. Speaking is easy, but reality is plastic beauty.

I never knew that making peace with myself can be tremendously hard. Life has already made complicated, and I know I should not make a labirynth out of it. All those restless evenings, those negativism, those things I shoulda, woulda done, yet resulting none.

However, inevitably, the travel proceeds...