I battled through the whole day to move in to my new place.
Everything seems to be in place now, except my books and files.
I hope it will be a new start today... I desperately want to kiss the past good-bye and start the new season.
Emotionally, I still have my moments.
I am exhausted from work, my boss, and odd timings for things to happen.
I dislike the fact that I notice the innocence behind cruel words, as well as the hypocrisy behind a smile.
With a single out-of-the-blue comment, I was ranged.
To me, the comment was subjected to me as if I purposely dictated something that I was not aware of. Nevertheless, to the other party, it could be just an expression. I tried to brush away the silly outburst but the more I thought of it, the more I was unease. Curse to the power of anger and resentment...
Sometimes, I wish people would learn to communicate better with sincerity and consideration. Sometimes, I wish people would be authentic to their feelings and honest to another.
Looking at the both sides of the sky, I sigh...
I asked myself, so, do I prefer a nicer communication but lack of honest or being hurt by some raw authentic lack of favor and grace communication?
... Oh Lord, have mercy upon us, wicked in nature, falling short of Your glory.
