Oh. First Day of recess week but dad and mum quarrelled. I act all calm and dependable in fronta them both, but I weep and tears and mucus flow like a stream whenever I recount the situation to my besties. So, the calm shell is a façade...
Time is Flitting, Time is Unstable. Time is a medium for situations to occur, provides a platform for encounters, experiences, is a capsule - TimeCapsule - for all things good and bad to accumulate, more and more and more till one day the human capacity is overwhelmed, breaksdown and people lose their memory.
Why so drama, AY? I recall at the dementia ward of the elderly home, I asked the granny how old is she? I don't know. How about an estimate age? about 40 plus years old...
Okay. got to calm my heart of turmoil now.
I only ask to be STRONGER EMOTIONALLY. I realised its debilitating. How I cannot engage in social work, I cant be a social work major, I cant counsel others. I cant do specific CIP. I fear death, etc etc.
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