2007

Fresh start.
Yet, it feels like standing at the top of a very very long slide. It has wide curves, sudden turns at which we could get stuck sometimes, steep parts, gentle parts. Slide down, whizz through another year.

I did it again. Allowing myself to cry hard, when there were many other people around. Inevitable I guess. At least, I didn't put on a face and walk away as if nothing's wrong. I couldn't, anyway. When she started praying, I started crying. Not that I can say I see a clear path in front of me, but I do feel better. More hopeful. More motivated. More enlightened. I just hope I don't forget what I learnt, and sink back into that clichéd deep abyss. It's dark there; not a good place.

Thank you God, for waiting, and for continuing to wait. Thank you Joyce, for walking over.. Thank you Timo for the song during worship; "Who am I?" - it was a spot-on reminder.

better get use to writing 07 instead of 06 at the end of dates.