Sanctuary
Wow. Its been awhile.
So much has happened since the last time I’ve posted. I’ve loved, lost, lived once again. I’ve confronted myself, and discovered a side I never wanted to see. And as for life in school, I’m still keeping it together.
But, all this is in the past, and digging it up is pointless. Maybe someday, I’ll look back and laugh. Unlikely, given the state of my memory. More likely that it, like everything else, will fade away. I can’t afford to keep these memories around, not at the moment. There is the present to be concerned with.
Risen
Its good to be home, but I still wish I could bring Thailand back with me. Somehow, it felt better to have someone telling me what to do everyday. And hard work and hard play with friends.
Not to mention it’s gonna take ages for me to adjust back to normal life without classmates again.
SANCTUARY SMASH!
You won’t like me when I am well and truly pissed. And not drunk pissed, but pissed pissed.
Just a thought.
The reed beside the staff.
Something I have always lived by. Maybe you, dear reader, will figure its meaning too.
This is my sanctuary, after all
I have not forgotten. My sanctuary ever remains. I return to it again. It is a little place dear to my heart, of course.
The school year is over. I don’t know what to say. Its gone by too quickly. Everything has gone by too quickly. Its just like before. If only it could have lasted a little longer.
So many events. So much to think about. So much to do. Too much. Too fast. Syanda complains. I have been awake for nearly two days. I cannot sleep until my thoughts are done. Until Syanda has finished thinking. My strength is fluctuating again.
The willow submits to the wind and prospers until one day it is many willows — a wall against the wind. This is the willow’s purpose. Frank Herbert. Dune. You who I told it to, you must understand. You must learn or you will break.
Too much change, too little time. I’ve kept it all together till now. But no sleep, illness, its taking its toll. I’m not sure how long until I break again.
And it scares me.
Dreams of Divine Lands
Sun shining in the clear blue sky. It nearly looked peaceful. Then the pristine silence was shattered by the screams and sporadic gunfire.
This wasn’t the heaven one would expect. Some of it looked the part, with rolling green hills, lush forests and grassland, idyllic cottages. And then there were the sprawling ruins of ivory and onyx. Remnants of an ancient conflict.
And now, it begins again.
Back From Outer Space
It felt weird to wake up this morning, and not see Elliot and Lex. It felt strange to head for breakfast and not see my classmates grabbing food from the buffet table. It felt…wrong.
WoW is over. We’re back home from Phuket, back in our comfort zones. But somehow, I find myself wishing that perhaps we could’ve stayed on a bit longer.
