For the past week,
Flying is the only thing that has been hovering in my mind.
I feel like a failure,
I was the one who made my decision,
and here I am, not being able to bear the pressure here,
emotionally, and maybe physically.
I may be running away from my own problems and feeling,
but I am sure that I will handle this in my very own way.
and maybe being away from problems for a while,
may help me psychologically, and physically.
For now,
Let me bear with the pain,
as it will go away, soon, for sure.
I need to get out,
I need to fly out,
from this crowded and populated country,
and from this polluted capital city.
+ from this disturbing feeling.
