Do it with a open heart

Met up with the X-country at compass to help them for next year Cca Carnival. It's quite early thou, but their due date for proposal is tomorrow. After that, trained down to city hall. Waited for Rachel to knock off from work. I shopped/walked/crapped for 4 hours straight with her.(It's been a month since I've last shopped! -shakes like a drug addict) Waited for Cindy to end work and trained back together. Took some photos along the way back.



Stand around try to make every moment,
And be somebody,
It seems the whole world is taking me over,
I need somebody to help me get back to it.

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Had a heart to heart talk with Cindy back home. I needed that. It has been an utterly crappity crap trip back on the train. I don't know what's going on anymore. As i looked/stare/think about the whole thing, I was on the verge of... It wasn't the sort with great heaving sobs, but more of a silent nostalgic hit coupled with an aching heart. It feels like a literal soreness in my chest, like my heart was kneaded and moulded into a lump, tossed in the air, smashed on the ground, shown the good times and slammed back into my body. I'm sorry. I hate that it's going to be like that from now on.

Gone beyond repair.