The dice comes in the end, but what will you give to roll it once again if you could?
Just like this video, life can be unexpected, it comes, it goes. Even what it seems to be impossible, can be made possible.
To me though, I am not quite sure...
Did I miss too much, so that I couldn't go again?
Or did I miss too much, and therefore, wherever I land, I no longer care?
Right at this moment, I can't even be sure that my life could ever be normal again. It is hard enough to even wake up from time to time, let alone setting some goals. Even if there were goals, they fail to give me meanings in life. It is like what's the point of even standing up, knowing that you can get what you want, but those around have been and gone. Which one is harder I wonder, let go and not to take part, or keep going, and ended up being alone.
I will let this question sits for another night, any day, it is just an extra, an extension for me. If only someone could ever understand waking up closer to the edge, when you thought you were at the edge. That bit of hopelessness, was a push for me to do something that I have never done before. It was that exact moment, I knew I became something else and numb enough to even be able to write it all here.
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