The feeling of running away. Far, far away.
I woke up with the sense of frustration. The frustration of inadequacy.
I need to get rid of them. I need to feel the control. Of all those feelings. I need not them to invade my daily routine and my sanity and my study.
I don’t feel like calling or talking to anyone but D. But I don’t have the courage to do so. Or time. And timezone problem too.
I am always too emotional. I am always the too sentimental one. I need to keep myself away from feeling it.