Spinning Wheels
The tale of a kampong boy
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
Anchor is Lost
Today mark exactly one week of mom's passing.
But the pain felt just like yesterday. I feel so empty now, devoid of any purpose.
The feeling is like an anchor is lost and the ship is adrift in the open sea.
When will I find my anchor again?
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