I was browsing trendy household items with sis.
They were all so pretty to look at.
Things you'd wish you can bring home with.
I remembered that I used to believe that I could own these things.
I really did.
Perhaps 10 years ago.
But since I got sick, everything came tumbling down.
I have never dared to dream again.

Earlier this month, I had submitted my application to further my studies - after much encouragement from superiors.
The FEAR remains very real.
To be honest, I won't be dissappointed at all if my application was rejected. (a statement I kept repeating to all friends)
So why bother applying right?