I've come to terms that I'm stranded here
I tried, I really did try. for two and a half months to make friends, to make a circle to find a place i belong.
but it turns out I'm just lost.
I have nothing here to live for
I type as I sit here at 1:25am on my third lonely day back in sarawak, gonna be my 4th lonely day soon
It's so wasteful, to live a life without anything to hold on to, yet that is what I experience day in and day out here. I pray that it doesn't have to be this way for 4 years.
One week home was well, fattening..... But it reminded me of how much I miss the comfort of home. Of Penang. The People, the Food, the HEATED SHOWER IN MY HOUSE. Especially the memories and stories of home, the place I'd never forget.
gone in a matter of days
to return to solemnity
loneliness
I'M TRYING
I REALLY AM
ITS NOT EASY
