Last bookout really made me thought abit again. It felt like one of those bookouts I had during my BMT days, those bookouts which you would really extra cherish so much. Yeah that's the power of outfields I could say.
Booked out really really late last Friday, had dinner and only to reach home after midnight. Managed to catch up with Mum and Dad abit while they shared about their trip to Cambodia. Sis and Gab were there too and I looked upon that sight, I can never forget this picture. Us, a family, gathered in a room and talked and laughed, it just felt so warmth and comforting. At that point of time how I really wished time could just stop, everything just stops at that picture perfect moment... Its seriously something you can definitely not find in army nor out in the normal life. Humans tend to swerve too rapidly, so fast that I myself don't even know that I'm already off tracks. Yes, its scary therefore you'll need nudges like these to keep you back on track.
I want to be someone that could be there for anyone, to be the bestfriend of everyone, to be the most filial child of my parents, but the amount of time I have doesn't seem to allow. It's so hard to juggle around at times that I find myself struggling so much. Sleeping problem was healed for awhile initially but looks like it has never healed before now. Getting from bad to worse, losing sleep during outfield; worse feeling ever, literal death I could say.
Right now I'm just keeping my fingers crossed for the upcoming week ahead and definitely looking forward to finish this shit off and resume my normal life. No wait, I meant army life, normal life could only happen in dreams now which kinda hard to happen for an insomaic, therefore I'm back to this shitty loop.
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