Just when I was about to let it all go, it suddenly came. A little too fast, I guess. That should explain my anxiety, my worries, my mixed emotions. I ought to be happier, at least happier than this, but somehow it is tough. I am a little tired of having to hide things. It makes me very busy, coming up with one excuse to cover up the other ten. And it is not like I can share what I want to now. I forsee pressure, a lot more. For a moment two hours ago, my eyes swam in tears. The pressure perhaps, was too immense.
Now I know. Surprises are really not for me. Too much for my weak heart to take.
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