It is said that time flies much quickly but, for me, it is just stopping in the periphery of me. I sometimes realize time has actually passed when I notice my nails have grown. A cup of tea takes me almost a year to finish. Try to sleep, usually break my dreams every half hour thinking it was 2 days continuous. The surroundings and the people here might add some darkness to my wait as well. Dark November days and needless to describe RACIST nature of so-called friendly animals. The more I am familiar in this other's land, the more I feel insecure. I am loosing my ability for almost anything, no concentration, no eagerness and no positiveness.Now its time for me to consider my decision as unplanned and amateur. Still remember the day I planned to come here but this type of uneasy feeling is a needle in my ass.
A focussed mind is to be searched in the days to come with determination.
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