~Hey Bob~
Dear SpongeBob,
You don't know me, frank to speak neither do i.
However the reason for this mail is that I have been told from good friend that i am somewhere somehow like you. Not speaking of the same yellowish you have and what i am called in some part of the world that we are alike, it's about how the nature of yourself functioning.
Good friend said that I do just absorb things around me.
I am always be able to send out as much energy that i have kept in me for the past 20+ years of time. For places and friends that i went and knew, one thing that mark my existence is the energy. The entire room just easily lighted up or warm up, just like that. It was that for quite a while, the big one. Then here it just went dry on me. Without any beeping sound.
On the past weeks, what i have encountered in my life is the feeling of how your cell phone battery is losing power. It just likes you are lost in the deep jungle with your one last tiny bit of the battery. It is the moment of last best breath to help you connect with the society outside. Then it just got switched off.
Silence... Nothing move... Nothing show..
Truth to be told, i couldn't even smile nor laugh.
That's strange, weird and scary.
I don't feel like even want to be with myself.
That's freaking scary, Bob.
So SpongeBob, as jolly as we are. At that point of mine, it ain't feel any fun at all. Friend said that is me absorbing. I seem to agree with that though.
He said if the environment around you is so toxic that screw your mind, i should just change it. It doesn't mean that i have not tried. It's just still the big challenge you know, Bob. Have you ever go on bowling? It is just like that for me. If i am competing with the good one, my score can go up till 150 or more. Competitive girl you are talking here. But seems like i'm not in that skill-fulled team at all. Each day just sucks out more and more energy out. It's draining out here. My head is getting heavier and heavier. My body seems like i am in the final round of Amazing race show! It is just mentally and physically hurt.
For not knowing me at all, Bob. I have to tell you it is the first time ever in my life. I never know that any kind of activity or normal calls it 'work' can really make i be like this. This ain't good. I gotta tell you.
Faster i need to get back.
I am recharging here.
still III.... ...% and charging...
So don't be stranger or stop like me if i'm slightly weird here.
It is still me. I hope that it is just still me though.
On this personal note, Bob.
Even from this so tiring moment, on another side of the world there is a sweet friend who reminds me that it's gonna be one year that we have met. It just seems like we know each other for too long and surely the distance doesn't keep us apart. It surely steal one glance of sunny smile to my face. Thanks Eugen. Really sweet of you to say that. love love,
So see you around Bob.
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xxx


