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Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Here I am again, worrying and imagining the worst that could come out of my efforts. I suppose only the family knows how much it means to me, for them to release all the chains, encourage the dream and just be (strangely) supportive. Anyone knows heartfelt passion, but it'd be a pity if I failed to demonstrate it through text and end result.
I don't wanna console myself with 'life is unfair'. At this point, when all assessments are over, I'm still fighting, doing every bit that I possibly can to move to a positive outcome, however impossible it seems.
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