Coming back

Everything is slowing to my own pace again, like how it was before; nothing has improved, nor deteriorated. My thoughts were distracted by some changes creeping into my life. As I went to the airport this morning to send my parents off, I felt something twist in my heart. My life is different now, for better or worse, I do not know. Like a gut-wrenching, sweat-inducing nightmare.. maybe I shouldn't call it a nightmare; a sweet dream of sorts, even then I'm reluctant to wake up. Following the departure of my friends, my parents followed suit and left for home. I thought I was willing to say our goodbyes, but it seems to be the contrary. I left the doorbell alone, soaking in the solemn reminder that my parents are no longer there to open the door nor to nag at my casual disregard of the time i went home. Strange, it seem as if I miss their incessant nagging. Perhaps I really do. I felt the lock click into place as I turned the key in the door, pushed open the cumbersome and heavy door. I stole a glance at my watch; usual timing that I reach home. Yet, my heart felt different, engulfed by regret and fear of imperfection. It is going to be a long night and I can only tell myself to look forward to a brighter tomorrow and stay positive. It is time to move on.

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Coming back

Everything is going back to my own pace, it seems like nothing has happened in my life, nothing changed. My thought was distracted by some changes breaking into my life. As i went to airport this morning for sending my parents, I felt some difference. Just like a person woke up from his nightmare, maybe I shouldn't call it as nightmare, it deserves to be called as a fond dream, I'm even reluctant to wake up. Following my friend's leaving, My parents went back too. I thought that i would be willing to saying goodbye with them, but i wasn't. I did sorrow exspecially especially when I steped into my house with my key instead of just ringing the doorbell, not like before that my parents will open it for me and telling me you are so late today. Even though it was almost the same timing as usual. that is lift, fulling with full of regret and unperfect. Don't look back to the past   old day always. and refrains from being negative. Just move on .