Walking...
Moving forwards... seems to be a decision made... My feet seem to be helping me with this decision-making. Though moving with some fear, I'm slowly exploring every new step taken. It seems to be a nice place ahead, but vision is still blur...
Every successful move forward, a tinge of happiness and a sense of achievement sprinkles over me.
Curiosity and anxiety are pulling me forward. The little lamps along the roadside lit the path alittle. Whatever that is in front of my feet seems pretty and nice. But, is it going to be the same for the rest of this turning path?
I think I'm ready to take the risk again...
posted by 薇妮 = ωεϊŋΐ ™ @ 8:43:00 am
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