home

Our homes are our bases. we cry, fight, love and lose but at the end of the day, we come back to the familiar smell, sound and view and regain our faith. our homes stand still, and so everything else might as well. as long as we keep our homes, we might also be able to keep everything else put together. our homes are the base that retains our sense our orientation. but to see things clearly, every once in a while, I need to leave.

the couple of days away were beneficial. Being physically away stops that sedative effect of familiar places. my troubled mind was now no longer numb. As I was coming back home, everything suddenly came to focus. the clutter that was in my head at last sounded more organized and I could see patterns. My mind was clear and slowly but steadily reality started to unfold. it wasnot pleasant, but not a trauma either. my reality check result was negative.

Thus, there couldnt be a better timing to leave. the new flat is nice and different. Sometimes just being different is better. Hopefully I'll be moving by the end of the month.

for a new change.