This little piece of mine
Time is breathing down my neck.
Prioritising has never been a strong point of mine, namely due to the fact that I do not know what I want. Another of my flaws is that I am quite terrible in dealing with friendships and this past month has opened so many new ones to me. I’ve said it the last time and I’ll say it again, I’m not ready to let it go. For once I hope to make it work beyond the end date, the forced meet ups that turn strangers into easy friends has became something quite unique that cannot be put into simple words (just yet).
By the end of my 8 weeks (and possible 2 days), I may not be able to produce a physical proof of how amazing my summer has been, but perhaps if I cling on to the intangible it would be worth so much more. I wonder what I did to deserve the kind of opportunities that have been placed in front of me on an open wide scale waiting for me to reach out and picked up. The things I have seen, heard and learnt has just been too amazing to comprehend and justify the short amount of time of access I had. No matter how things go down in the next 2 weeks and possible 2 days, I know that it has been an absolutely valuable journey that I probably will not be able to retrace.
More and more I am coming to realise that I’m really just a small town girl swimming around in the ocean with some really big fish. My wide open eyes play evidence to that, sometimes accompanied by a tinge of insecurity. The emotional turbulence inside me are playing a much more manageable tune, but by no means does it depict a sense of calm and serenity. I am still as lost as ever, just less worrisome (somehow.)