Curve of my mind.

My last day of January 2011 was pretty rough. I thought this year would a better, if not good, year but the first month ended off with a shitty bang. I felt so dejected and a staggering pain was everywhere; my heart, my head, my pride. I only, only pulled myself together because somehow, I knew things would get better when I meet J. And I was right because the most amazing thing happened.

When I was about to call J to tell him that I've reached, he texted me saying he'll be late. I was actually glad to have some time alone before letting him see me, so I stood at the train platform to compose myself. Then all of a sudden, I had this strong urge to just give in to my emotions and cry in public.


And I did, right after tweeting these.

Within minutes of public humiliation (with my crazy tears), J appeared right in front of me. I was so shocked and confused because I didn't know what happened. He was supposed to be late. He shouldn't know where I was. For a split second, I pictured him as a wizard, casting spells to find me. Hahaha.

Turns out, he wasn't late. He reached our meeting place 20 minutes early but he lied so that I wouldn't feel compelled to rush down. And when he saw my tweets, he tapped into the train station to look for me.



J, this immense sense of love and security is the greatest gift you can ever give me. Thank you for being you because in one moment, you managed to turn my world the right side up (':