I reckon this is my first time writing something on Wattpad since years ago. I can't sleep. The anxiety within me is bulging from my chest. It is eating me alive, slowly and painlessly. Tomorrow or rather today in the morning, I'll put it in my resignation letter. Ending my stable and safe job as civil servant. In return, I'll get back to night crawler job aka lawyer. Hopefully, it'd make me stronger, wiser, and richer. I am afraid that if I do this, I'd find myself poorer and weaker. However, I'm more afraid to just stay without changing anything. I need to be better. Eowyn said that living in a cage scare her. It's better to try to look for valor and glory before age and death washed us away. We only live once anyway. Wish me well.
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General FictionI'm a representation of 7 people. 1. I'm a loner, a hetero by nature, and could be a killer by instinct. 2. I'm a feminist (sort of) and I have some sort of conflict in my ideology because I don't even know what to trust in the begin with. 3. I don...
