Fearless

Somehow, I'm still not ready to accept the fact that I'll be leaving in less than 8 hours. Okay, make it 5 hours since being at the airport marks the beginning of it all. I think it's because of all the unfilled blanks and unclarified questions.

Somehow, I'm begging for more time. Just 1 more week, just 1 more day.

Somehow, everyone's either envious or saying things like "its just one month" or "just don't think about silly things and have fun".

But somehow, I know God has everything planned for me.

I'll do my part. And he'll do his.