This is my fourth day in Medan. Things have gone well so far. I get to enjoy the menus of Medan's culinary I've been wanting to eat since long ago before I made it here. I get more than enough sleeping hours. And let's say that has cover up everything I need.
Spending days here is what I've always wanted since exactly two months ago, 22nd October 2010. That day means a lot for me, eventhough time has passed quite long since then. I thought my hometown would be a perfect escape for the hectic mind. I got no memories here, none of the painful. And right, I'm okay. Perfectlu am.
Okay, so this is just me. Even the least thing here can remind me of those days, the good days that now have became my nightmares. I still hear sounds, I see pictures, I imagine things. All of what I shouldn't have done. I don't know that it could be this hard. I'm sick of this. Really.
I'VE MOVED ON!! This is what I've been trying to yell out loud. No matter what's going to happen afterwards. I'm living my own life. Maybe the presence of that someone that I'm getting used to today. While for tomorrow, I'll leave the future to decide..
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