The edge of the precipice, is where I am now by choice. Matters both concrete and emotional are mostly at a deadlock. This time, next year, I believe I’ll get some closure on an issue that has been bothering me for some time, if things don’t stay at status quo, I might even get closure much earlier. It’ll probably be painful, but it’ll be a start, at least. Just one more year, tidy up all the frayed ends, and I’ll be ready to take the plunge.

The hard part about standing at the edge of a cliff is that we all tend to look back, relive past memories, rethink possibilities, trying to find any other way out except the plunge. I have to extract myself from the cycle of thinking and rethinking possibilities and potentials, to be objective about the facts smack right in my face and just ‘dong’ till this time next year for closure. Only in this instance is any excess thinking a harm to your body and soul (and not to forget, your lacrimals).

On the flip side, at the precipice, one gets a glimpse of the wide, wide world down there, just waiting to embrace you. It makes your troubles seem miniscule, even foolish. I believe that I should look towards the future, and the splendid doorways open to me. I will not limit myself geographically or ‘traditionally’ ie. LOOK OUT WORLD, this xiaocharbor is going to break through her boundaries… and kick some butt yea! (but first, I’ve got to re-locate the 16-yr-old obstinate me, the 18-yr-old fighter in me and the 21-yr-old who dared to dream big)

Even though it might appear lonely up there, all alone buffeting the winds of change and challenge, help is always there when I ask for it. And for that, I’m deeply grateful to Lina, Teeny (for bearing with my groaning), Nico & Kok (who offered numerous times to beat some sense into the object of my troubles) & AG (just for being there, even if virtual).