have been walking home since the start of this week. (: mostly is walking home from JP? hahaha. yes, 3 out of 4 times is alone. but well, it don't matter!
yes, no deny there's this raging fear within. the incident, the incident that etched within. though it isn't anything big or whatever, but it does have an impact on me, even till now. the fear never ceased, it's just there. one doesn't means the whole world. even at the most "potential" moment, i need to know i'm protected. but yet, there's just this irritating fear. each time, i've gotta hold my breath and walk past, before i could heave a sign of relief. on and off. it don't feel good, no it don't. get even more paranoid when those scary eyes keep turning back, or rather, keep staring.
i need to be strong, it's a must. as much as i'm alone, i know i'm not alone. yes, every time at such moment, i would pick up my phone to call/ text somebody. or if not, i would alr be on the phone with someone. but i can't always do this, isn't it. not always there'll be someone for me. just like just now, i tried calling someone. but can't. (not blaming you (:, just illustrating) then i know, i need to break out of this fear. it's over. it's has been 5-6 years. it's time.
yes, people will start saying then what for walk home? ohwell, i enjoyed it each time even though there's such strong fear. especially these few days. the cool wind breeze, the company of the stars. what else can i say or do, but to slow down my pace to enjoy every moment. (:
thank You God for the beautiful starry nights.
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the deep, strong desire within