Having a blog is the best therapy I could ever have. Irregardless whether there are feed backs or comments (or silent readers, which I know are many based on the searches via search engine), to siphon out what embedded in the deepest pit of the heart and beyond the childlike mind is consoling.
It is clear our priorities have changed. The mask that masquerade the inner-self began to unveil and first impressions do not always right. But it is alright. Experience make us wiser. And with all the eye-candies suddenly queuing up from no where, it’s quite enticing to notice that nobody is irreplaceable. Everyone is replaceable. I myself is replaceable. We all are replaceable. I guess when it comes to intimate relationship, I am quite old-fashion and conservative. But it is just one of the life phase everyone must go through. And if all the previous vermin thought they could crawl back to my life and poke needles onto the pillows after they read this, they are WRONG. The answer is Nay. I don’t give chances to vermin no more.
Angie’s quotes always coincides with my life. And this one quote really reflect the whole state :
“I am angry. I am sad. It was a real deep connection. So it’s not that simple to say this or that one thing caused the problems. It’s clear to me that our priorities shifted overnight.”
It is true. Our priorities shifted overnight.