Tears of Sadness

LONDON, United Kingdom

July 25, 2007 (Wednesday)

I had a restless sleep and woke up with huge pain. In the evening I slowly made my way home.

As I entered the apartment, I suddenly burst in tears – tears of sadness. It was not just crying over a chick-flick movie or victims of natural disasters. These were real tears of sorrow. I did not know whom to trouble and have a comforting chat. It simply did not appeal to me to bother others in the late evening on a weekday.

I texted Will, my best friend, and got a nice reply. My Korean friend and I talked, which helped a bit. I hate crying in front of people but this time I could not help. Tears started rolling in my eyes and pouring down my face in front of my Korean friend. Sometimes a mere word of encouragement is enough and means more than anything else. Then phone rang. It was a call from Scandinavia. The conversation was very brief and agreement to talk tomorrow was reached.

I truly hope that tomorrow will be better with more joy. I have to encourage and rely on myself. There is a little time left and then everything will be fine. I just need to be patient and keep trying. I have learned throughout my life that patience is a virtue. I was rewarded not once for being patient and doing my best. Hopefully, my reward will not take long to claim. I have a busy day tomorrow and, at least, that will keep my mind occupied.

With patience,

~ζ