True love can withstand anything. It is the most powerful magic known. That is why it is so hard to find.
True love can withstand anything. It is the most powerful magic known. That is why it is so hard to find.
Last night, me and my mum were abandoned in Thailand. My dad left us stranded, in the middle of tsunami period. I remember there was fire, an accident of some sought, and we had thought he had died. But then again, he had somehow faked his death just to leave us. As I am trying to write this down, the only word that really comes to mind is Abandonment.
Argh it’s annoying how I can’t control what I see or feel in my dreams. And it puzzles me how they come in waves. Sometimes they will completely disappear for a few weeks, sometimes they will happen every night for a month. There’s no consistency.
Some say dreams are just memories from a past life: if so, then it was a horrible one.
Honestly this has been the worst. I hate birthdays, all the bad shit seems to happen. To all the idiots, get fucked because I seriously would not mind smashing you in the face.
I had another horrible dream last night. Setting was somewhere crowded like a hospital or a shopping centre. It was like I was a patient and I had a drip the size of a hose wedged in the middle of my left bicep. It almost appeared to have been deliberately cut open and then slid into place.
But the drip wasn’t putting liquids into me, it was almost like it was draining my blood or just freely letting it drip out. I remember my veins started to protrude and pop out. And I could feel myself becoming weak. The pain was too much.
But I was walking around this building looking for someone to help me. I was leaving a trail of blood behind me and i kept collapsing to the ground or leaning against the wall because the pain was unbearable. And everyone was just walking past me, without even noticing I was dying. No one was helping even though I was calling out.
Funny enough, this one scene was engraved in my memory. I was sitting on the ground in pain and I noticed a friend around the corner, a once best friend. But even though I was in so much pain and on the verge of death, I never once considered to ask them for help. But rather I hid from them, shunning away what ever we once had.
even better, I’ll be working in my health profession. Physiotherapy in Nepal with weekends to travel the Himalayas? Couldn’t get any better.
1. Nepal - hiking through the Himalayas, living in monasteries, teaching english
2. China - 3 months of intensive wushu training with shaolin monks
3. China - volunteer work for the panda reserve
4. Or you… just casually, AFRICA
Life takes you on many journeys, just open yourself up to them
individual trip to somewhere completely no where is going to happen. Where though? Nepal? America? Africa? I need a change and I feel like I’m meant to do something more than what I’m doing now.
I like the thought of Nepal, the mountains. That’s definitely a place to consider.