I ran out of excuses and options and
now I am in exile. That is the fact. So instead of being negative,
might as well embrace the situation for time does not and shall never
equal experience.
So how was Day 1?
First day was a day of firsts. It was
my first time to take a dump on air. My first time to live on my own.
My first time to eat in a restaurant wherein everything serve was
bathed in chilli.
Through these experiences I've learned
that despite the circumstances when one has to go one has to go. No
questions asked. Moreover, given the situation, one will make do with
what is given in order to survive.
Cheers to more firsts!
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