“It's all about you.”

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Lost.

A word that best describes the current situation I am in.

There is no direction, here and now.

So, stopping for a rest right here and now would do me some good.

With that, I shall rest till 11 October 2006, where the new hunt begins.........

Emptiness.

One word that exists within us almost whenever, wherever.

Lose your direction. Lose your thoughts. Lose yourself.

That's when nothing is left inside you.

Nothing at all.

Sorry to the world. I haven't been a good mortal myself.

Despair.

One word that causes trouble and weakness that feeds on you.

It is written somewhere in the heavens above, that I am not supposed to have anybody by my side.

Yes, no one. Take the death of an old friend as the example.

The role model my mother was always talking about, has disappeared into the winds some days ago, leaving behind a legend that shall be continued by his close friends.

That would exclude me.

Because I am just a nobody. I am not even a primary school friend of his.

How do I know him?

Kindergarten years.

Pathetic.

Now there is almost no one I can possibly go to or look up to.

No one.

Rest in peace, my old friend. I have never been a good one myself.

Pain.

One word that is difficult to understand, and brings so much trouble.

Pain is one of the fundamental things we feel everyday.

Yes, the pain of time.

The pain of feelings.

The pain of being left alone.

Pain has no cure.

Pain can only be ceased temporarily.

So what's the point of trying to stem the flow of pain?

My endurance of the pain is running dry soon.

Will you help me.............