超越凡俗的歡樂情感,而追求意識和真理,可能嗎?

Just moved to another room. I packed up the belongings into boxes/containers/suitcases. Pulled the trolley from 4th floor to the 2nd floor. Opened up the things and did the unpacking a little bit so I can do the packing to Vietnam trip. I did all these in an evening. I said goodbyes to 4th floor wonderful times, my company, my first love and a guy that I may fall in love into sooner or later ..

Moving is always a painful yet also refreshing experience. I have the chance to organise, classify, define and reflect. However, I am overwhelmed somehow as there are something I can’t define or handle.
The official ending of a 12 years on and off relationship. The first man that I had kissed passed me all the mails that I had written to him. 12 years ago, 2000, I was more carefree, frank and sensitive. I poured my feelings onto the words and hoped to be understood so desperately. 12 years later, this girl had never learned smart. She met a like-minded guy and thought she could be able to talk to him about all the discoveries that she had made everyday. No, he did not know how to listen the complication melody. She knew she gave up too soon but she didn’t want to waste her affection anymore.

So, I unpacked my memories…bit by bit and the pain of loosing, the freedom of letting go, threw some of them off, and melancholy about what i had missed, laughed about the silly part of me…However, there are still some precious and significant memories and feelings. I slowly Pack them all in a smaller box. so all what had happened in the past will become lighter…bearable…i pray that i won’t need to struggle too much to move forward with it.

They say today is the end of the world. After saying so many times of goodbye, there is no longer strong attachment that dwells in my heart.

So i am on the way to a brand new world…on my own, all alone

How about your plan? Your future? Your dream…

I shrug my shoulder, with the box of packed memories on my hand…and say,"We’ll see"