It's been nearly another 2 months - since the previous post.
I went to this M****I-M****A bathhouse, in row on Friday 25, Aug and Sun 27, Aug.
Harry left on Sunday.
The sex at the bathhouse was a reflection of frustration.
What the heck am I doing here?
It is the question I ask myself for my life here in KL.
So I decided to pack up my life here and go somewhere.
Yes, I want to leave the country.
Whether it is Harry, it is my art, it is Brian, it is my passion - all seem right to me but at the wrong timing. It doesn't mean to happen - here for me.
Why is there so much rage but I just keep it down?
Why is there so much dissatisfaction but I just keep compromising?
I need to find a place which I can call it a home for my heart.
sometimes I just sit back at the café and think of what am I supposed to do next...
2 comments:
'Home' is a state of mind...simply can't be found just by moving to elsewhere.... You are escaping...
rgds
shine
thanks for the message. Yes, 'home' is a state of mind, but after years of living here i still find no peace - I guess i have to give myself a chance to live at a different place. I've been trying hard to live a life here, but it seems things are pushing me away from here... 2 different friends whom doesn't know each other at all told me I should go away at 2 very different time - that i am someone whom should go far from where I am from - i do not know how true was it, but i think i have to try.
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