lived too much.

i'm not proud (even regret on some) of ;

i. some of the paths that i've taken in my life
ii. some decisions that i've chosen in my life
iii. some actions that i've made along the way



but at the end,

i can't say that i have not enjoyed the experience that i have experienced along the way..

home.

the environment is not the same anymore.
the transition has completed.
the changes breed new neighbours.
new neighbours breed unfamiliarity.



soon i will be driving home,
with the exact same feeling and settings just like yesterday.

dark. gloomy. depressed.

never had i gone home so late, never had i felt like going home so late.

broken.

the moment is so surreal,
the path is blurred,
it's been awhile since i last broke down,

where will i head next, i wish to know..