Today, i realize that i feel bloody insecure when i take the escalators in the malls. I thought holding one handrail is sufficient. But then i started shaking as it went higher. So i held on to both sides. Really tight. I am not scared of heights for the record. I just feel very insecure that i'll fall and kill myself on the jaggard edges of the steps and not live to see you back in Singapore. So there i was, holding on bloody tight and shivering, looking paranoid. My legs were all jelly.

And i realize that you are my anchor. Without you, i am nothing. I mean nothing. I am an insignificant dust particle, floating aimlessly at the mercy of the other more meaningful dust particles.

I wish you were back so you could hold me tight while we ride the escalators.

I miss you.

suri thought at 8:06 PM