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Only now I realize this fatigue

I have been in this journey for as long as I can remember. Only now I realize I am more than just physically exhausted. Walking this windy road has drained all my energy; even my mind can’t think straight. I don’t remember where, when, why, and how I started this journey. I don’t remember the purpose of this journey, or the destination I am trying to reach.

I can only remember that I wasn’t alone when I began this journey. I can still remember the excitement at that time. I can still remember how happy I was for starting a very big journey with a lot of people who seemed to feel the same. They were all around me, walking with me, exchanging smiles, supporting words, and cheers with me. I was really sure that this journey would be a lot of fun.

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In the new eyes of mine

Me: I lost my phone today.


John: For real?!


Me: Yes.


John: You don’t look sad.


Me: I’m crying inside.


John: … Should I laugh?


Me: Go on.


John: No, for real, though. How did it happen?


Me: A man took it from me when I was about to get off from the bus. He sat alone on the backseat and looked like taking something behind my back and moved quickly on his seat when I turned my head to him. I didn’t notice it, but the man indeed looked suspicious now that I think about it.


John: Did you tell your parents about it?


Me: Of course. Nobody’s home at that time, so I called them.


John: Were they angry?


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