"Some days just make me want to smile,
to laugh and not care about
the things that could be disturbing, or troublesome, or depressing
- if one thought about them...."

I figured i have just one aim, that i'm going to fight my ass of whatever i want. I need to be significant, and content if not happy. Although along the way the closest people would be the furthest in literal. I havn't really speculate my reasons to move move. But hours ago, on the available mobile to home, never failing, my iris dazed the moving scenary blindly& i thought of why i'm misplacing my soul in this country. Then i identified an unclear mental exclamation. That maybe i want a particular leeway for myself, from the unspoken pain at home. That maybe here is a cage of reluctant choices. That i yearn for serenity& self-accomplishment. For once i believe i can give myself that. Or rather i must. Either way i know i've to stand up by myself in this adulterated life. Although trepidation emanates from the lack of suficiency over there, it shouldn't be a cul de sac.

Ps: 'He' makes porridge the yummiest food ever.