I have about 30 minutes before leaving this small village. My 24-hour escape plan has succeeded in a compelling way. I needed this so badly, my mind and my body has been drained from overthinking, and overworking. Taking a break from the noisy, messy reality heals my soul.

The quietness, the sunshine, the trees, the nobody around brought peace into my heart. I have had a very interesting sleep last night. It was as if I spent the entire night talking to my unconsciousness, it was as if my brain wave was at Delta wave the whole night so that all the message coming through very clearly. I was able to reflect in a deeper level, coming to find the actual reason how why thing the way it is.

I like reflecting, it helps me looking at the way I am (hopefully) objectively. I am being true to myself, and thus true to other around me. Showing vulnerability, the real me is a very challenging task for a fragile soul such as myself- someone who has been year hiding, shielding myself from some of the closest people such as family. I notice that I still keep the old habit when certain tension arose, but if I give myself enough time and break, I will be able to see things from a different lense. Hopefully, I will be able to see if from a different dimension.

Being transparent about the way I view the events makes me feel liberated and perhaps ecstatic. A thought that came to my mind today: Am I the prisoner of my own definition? Am I the person who’s actually rigid and lack of flexibity? I have observed the way I think, and I thought it seems like so, I tend to think only in one dimension and in a straight line. If not A then A’, there’s no place for B or C. I will think about this more