Anecdotal (currently)

"My mother taught me that the world is like a big forest; we only see the trees engulfed in red, because that's what we like to see. It's a natural bias. We would rely on the surface and give no effort to swim deep in another scope. I've been floating for so long, I doubt I could swim once more.", were the words Mia Lim live by with. With her beaten down canvas shoes, she drag them inside and outside her comfort zone. She expected the things that should be and shouldn't be expected but it seems like her expectations weren't as lengthy as she perceive.

What were the truths about her dad?

What were the truths about her own meaning in this world?

Where do she stand?

Why would she even care?

Disclaimer; I still have no idea what will this book be, critics with manners are welcomed. By the way, yes this was the previous anecdotal. I hated how I did the first one. Would probably change the title. Might have religion aspect as well but we'll see how if it'll fit.