I didn’t quite mention, that these past few months, besides him, i had given up, run away, dwelled bitterly in what i thought i have lost. Friends, dance, anything that i held on dearly to. A beloved friend told me she always knew me as someone who believes in living life to the fullest, who appreciates the small yet beautiful things in life. I had changed, knowingly, but not knowing why. You know after going through all these whirlwinds of quarter-life crisis transitions, and entering a new phase of my life come next monday, i have a sudden revelation. (Of course that only happened after a long rejuvenating bus ride home and an awakening cup of caramel macchiato.) The thing is, i still don’t know what i want to do,well i never did, but i know that the old me still remains. They merely broke into fragments which became pieced up again. i still want to hold on to what i love and believe in. i want to gaze at the brilliant blue sky and relish at the beauty of basics. i want to marvel and experience the wonders of the world out there. i want to live a life with no regrets. Whatever comes my way as i tread onto a new path, i just want to stay true to myself. Gladly, fortunately, lucky me, i know this revelation is not too late. I have him, the friends whom i did and still love, i have the whole world in front of me. Now i think i have the renewed strength and faith to move on.