Feeling adrift.

the same feeling always comes back right before i fly.

"Coz we've never felt like being in one place for an entire life." i don't remember who mumbled it.

perhaps, because deep down i know that i cannot be in one place all the time - someday, someday i will leave. or the place leaves me. it's a sad realization. but i refuse to face the fact that life is a constant state of evanescence. there, i have my little dream... that may be one or two things will last. and even if they were to vaporize, there ought to be something left.

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my stomach hurts again. ahh... it takes so long to recover from diarrhea.