It's just gonna be fine[人在异乡]
This was an episode that came during my whole-day-seaching-glasses story. I was good till it was time to cook when I found my fuck'in glasses were damned missing. I probed my desk, bed, the trash can in my room, the pants I wore last night, the shirt I wore last night, the drawers, the sink, the laundry machine, the drying manchine, the dinning table, the sofa, the fridge, the dish washing machine... found nothing. Then I flipped my bed sheet again, I moved my table, I moved my chair pad, I probed again every drawer, I probed whatever washing machine that could my glasses probably went, I flipped everything on the sofa... I still found nothing---it's still mother fuck'in missing! There then I phoned my friend that was yesterday and went out with me; 'You remember I went out yesterday with my glasses, right? I mother fuck'in lost it now. And I mother fuck'in remember that I was back with it last night!' '...Did you try the sofa?' 'Yeah, mother fuck'in of course!' ........
Then I probed my desk, bed, the trash can in my room, the pants I wore last night, the shirt I wore last night, the drawers, the sink, the laundry machine, the drying manchine, the dinning table, the sofa, the fridge, the dish washing machine... found nothing. Wait, i haven't checked the floor behind the sofa....IT WAS MOTHER FUCK'IN THERE!
And the point was that, when I was probbing my bed, I mother fuck'in broke the lamb hood into thousands of pieces...........At that moment, I stared at those fuck’in bits: I was, kind of, lost. Blank was all left at that moment. Then I come up with 'Should I just dump those bits away, and took the rest off, leaving the bulb standing alone there. Or, should I just stick them back; but you have to know that it's so BROKEN'.
But anyway, I was just starting to stick them back together. I had no idea why I did so, but I did that anyway, naturally. I savvied probably this was supposed to be the way as it should be. At the very beginning, I gotta admit that it was freakingly letting me feel nowhere to start. I was struggling minutes wondering how should I start. Should I just start by pulling all the bits together first, or should I stick one by one back onto the rest. If it's a puzzle, either way might work out. BUT this is not a puzzle. Finally, I figured out that the latter is quicker, because you'll find no clues at all which one belongs to where. The best way is to try one by one to see if they fit into that particular position. Both at the beginning and the end were the hardest while the middle part was the easist. And that's the way how I managed that, which frankly even myself wouldn't believe: I DID that, I successfully pull everything back up for the very first purpose that I was just TRYING to somehow get myself occupied because of a bad mood today.
And now that little hood hanging there looks like saying 'hey, you see, you successfully pull the mother fuck'in shits up. You managed that. However screwed-up it once smashed out like. Trust yourself that you can manage it.'
Yeah, piece by piece, bit by bit, and step by step. I can manage that. Just no hurry. Didn't I just prove it to myself once just now?
Thanks. I knew it. It's just gonna be fine.