It was my time

BUT, now is not my time. I actually thought I would feel stress and lonely no more when December came. However, it's unlike what I've thought cos it's not windy, no cold breeze in early morning, no walking under the sun with the wind blowing through the hair, no bla bla bla that I wished for. Well, since it goes this way. I shall take a step to where I belong, my path. What's my path? My path is the opposite of what I've mentioned.

Ok, I lost concentration again. Just now I thought I could finish a good writing but now, it will end up with an unfinished-no-good one lolz...

Back to my usual world!