We were driving down the suburban area. A place I've never been in the past seven years. I was watching the houses go by, the roads, the lights. I like exploring new places, lots to observe.
I was thinking in my head, a new place like this, what are the odds for me to be reminded of the past. And if I did, I'll probably feel the pain in my chest again.
However, the universe just has to play tricks with me, testing me.
Almost right after I had that thought, a giant sign outside one of the houses says "Chiropractors"
Was that really a coincidence?
I didn't even know where I was exactly, I have not been to that place before, and why wouldn't these signs leave me alone? How am I supposed to get better when everything around me just brings back so many moments.
It's really frustrating, every time, every single time when I explore new places, when I decide to take step out and go to places that I've never been before, that'll always be something that reminds me. Even road names, of all the million roads out there, why do I have to go onto one with his name when I took a wrong turn.
Where were those times when I was independent?
When will I be able to climb out of the hole?
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I'm sorry, I'm being unfair.
Good night, sleep tight.
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Scarring is a natural part of the healing process. Source
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