flying in two nights
not my first time
not my second time
but this feeling has always been fresh as it is
i was at the dentist two weeks ago, “saying good-bye” to my very last wisdom tooth. the other three didn’t really give me nightmares, but they did wake me up at 3 and make me emotional. i wrote more on those days.
i remember with the last one, after three shots of anesthetic, my body was shaking and my heart rate was alarming. i could not feel my legs, my arms, especially my mouth. i was scared and i was ashamed of that. after all, i never allow myself to be afraid of anything like these — any fears that are caused by human fooling mind.
inhale 1 2 3
exhale 1 2 3 4 5 6
repeat
and repeat
that’s something i learned from my trip to the philippines, about breathing and staying relaxed.
that was what i remembered when my body was shaking hard. i inhaled for 3 beats and exhaled for 6. everything felt better then.
why would i be so anxious? i have always believed in “practice makes perfect”, but why i have never been better at controlling these emotions. why are they always so fresh and how can they make me so nostalgic even when i’m still at home?
inhale 1 2 3
exhale 1 2 3 4 5 6
i already miss my sister
i already miss my mom and dad and everything they had done whether i liked it or not
i have never been in a home without me, but my life without them requests an extra bit of effort to be happy and feel loved.
another summer is gone. and i haven’t done much except being a bad daughter.
hìu ước gì được cho mọi người dô một quả cầu thuỷ tinh và đem theo ha
