Today the students gave me a fresh new wave of air to breathe, smile and be merry.
Class have finally resume, and I am so happy. Teaching and breathing the very air that I was meant to be in, energized and rejuvenate me! My mind is working on a overdrive to, come up with a choreography for next year. And the students lap up everything I say or do.
They worked so hard, and everything is so fruitful and rewarding.
I am happy.
I love my fiancée and I love myself. And I wonder if I can ever find the middle line. Could I ever? The whole journey is tiring and painful, I think I cried more than I ever did in a lifetime. In fact, I thought 4 years ago episode was supposed to be at my worst. But in fact, it’s a simple thing of letting go, and I am happy, with a lot of mixed feeling.
Happy because Andrew give me the world. And if I asked for the moon, he probably would too. But, too good is never a good thing. There is many obstacles, and I hoped that I can see the light at the end of the seemingly long and dark tunnel. Not even a single dim light in sight.
But he promised to give me his all. And I must hang on and press on.
For me and him.