Feeling numb to the disappointment and unhappiness, but I am starting to content such numbness.
It is not the routine lifestyle that worn me off, it is the uninspiring and underappreciatedness that shut my sense of orientation of life in the blank.
Or may be, it is me who overly expected myself and my surrounding possibilities.
In the midst of responsibilities and traditional Asian mentalities, I am eating off myself,
My dream, my laughters, and my sighs.
Who to stop me from being me? Its me.
Who to regret such decision, or rather, no decision. It is also me.
I don't want myself to keep sliding down the spiral, while it is too late to grab a hold of myself.
"You just gotta snap outta it" a friend said, "this is your life, this is your reality."
Then...should I stay in this reality, while my motto of life is always not settle for less?
Or perhaps, I have no right to keep my motto of life, because thats not my reality.