I just woke up from the long hibernation sleep.
My favorit way of forgeting….
Summer never been my favorite season of the year, as June the month of Summer..
To many storms came to my life in June. My shelter is somehow shaking, but I still survive or don’t I?
I try to think possitive over everything happens in June. Try to grasp the essence of life, to compose a better understanding of my existence. Try to have better definition of Love, soul mate and light of my life.
Gellukig zit in kleine dingen. Idioms that I constantly repeat in my mind. Try to get my best happiness from small happiness that accompany my dissapointments.
I still nangling in order to get a steady standing positition, hope July can help me through.
I try to be grateful for some certainties that slowly come, although it’s sometimes hurt, realy tear me apart.
I learned somehow crying is necessary…. I haven’t learn on how to stop it.