The past nights or two, i felt little thoughts creeping into my head and i didn’t like that feeling. It made me bring back the scared feeling all over again, just as when i was trying to let it go and embrace it all.

And today, sitting on my desk at work, while popping some grapes and apples for breakfast came the sudden realisation occurred that i only have 3 weeks, or rather 3 weekends left in Singapore. Honestly, 3 weeks sounds a whole lot longer in my head than 3 weekends. Has all the time really flew by with just the blink of the eye? I think i’m certain now, at a level of maybe 30% that i’m still scared and afraid. Comforting part is that hey, it used to be at a 100% 2 months ago. People have been coming to me telling me to be strong, just go forth do my best, not to think so much about the fears and focus on the exciting things that’s gonna come & eventually, everything will be alright, i will feel alright.

But, will it really be alright?

– Don’t get me wrong, i am really quite excited for the change and move. But, the fears and insecurities now weigh larger than the positive notes.