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I'm writing back the first few month experience during she was gone.
what has passed should let it go isn't it?
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Just realize that it's been a year since she was gone.
Time flies when you didn't realize it, doesn't it?
during the first few months after the separation.
I woke up the other morning and find myself having this habit of sleeping left side of the bed where she used to sleep on the right, where it is near the wall, which preventing from kicking her down the bed during bed time.
Learned tried not to turn off the alarm clock during the first time the alarm goes off, and hitting the snooze button instead. To make sure I am able to wake up the second time after the 10 minutes snooze timer.
Leaving a seat between my friends and me on my left hand side when we went out for meals.
Carried two glasses out to make coffee during the morning.
The empty side in the closet where it used to fill with female attires isn't filled up yet.
The glass for tooth brush is too big for a single tooth brush. And it is still the same.
Walking by the places where we used to spend during the night and the corridor where we used to walk. The lakeside social ground where we used to walk there too. But this time, alone.
A room which was dirty and messy then but is clean and tidy now, but lacking a female's touch.
The room feels quiet as there is no one else complaining, about my smoking, gaming and other bad habits.
Although everything has changed since then.
My closet is filled with my clothes. tidily packed and separated between clothes, pants, and so on.
I'm sleeping nicely, rolling around the bed during the night, and able to see my pillow and boaster being kicked down the bed next morning.
I'm enjoying the time where able to look at the lakeside and the garden alone.
Unable to wake up for the morning class but there's Eric and Sushi called me over the phone, angrily shouting over the phone to wake me up. (Trust me, this works way better than an alarm clock)
well, every I've been double up for my caffeine intake. Well, that's for the rich taste of coffee blending in the mouth. Enjoying my coffee time slowly and enjoying as well.
Got used not to leave a seat between meal friend as well. Because he had a gf now. :)
It was a sweet moment then, but now it is just a past tense.
And I am moving on well as well :)
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