Deux

While I was a thousand miles above ground, increasingly drawing a physical distance between the two of us, I feared that this dream will cease when both our feet touch the ground in this place where nothing exists except sheer reality and pragmatism.

I yearn to run away from here where I feel spied upon; my every move criticised, judged, commented, monitored.

But where shall we go, darling?

If only I could re-live those 10 days, like how it is being replayed in my mind like a record...over and over and over again...I will most probably and finally, be genuinely happy. Perhaps I need to be away from this country, that's all.

Thank you for all the wonderful moments, mini adventures, and endless laughter that rendered a six-pack almost immediately.

I feel loved.

Now, I need to find a place I can call home....returning here was never a joyous occasion.