It wasn’t recently that I have came to realization that a person’s attitude matters a lot, and that it’s cultivated overtime. The endurance, the acceptance.. It was tough for me to be living back with my family. All that freedom, space, peace and serenity. Don’t get me wrong. I love my family but I just don’t admire the fact of almost-zero personal space.
Well, then it comes again. If there are no interaction, why live together? I don’t know. It’s gonna take some time. I think I’m just fretting over me needing to make a decision as to where I wanna stay put.
I’m a lil’ freaked out.