Early this year, I got to go to the world's best place ever(Well it is not certified as world's best but to me it is). As I reminiscing memories going there, I am reminiscing the regrets.
That day, I am happy and sadly anxious with I dont know what. I tried to 'reliving the happiness' but I just cant and I cant believe that I cant. It's the best place of all time ever in my life but still cant. I tried, and tried. Nothing works.
I was smiling for a moment and then back into this I-Want-To-Go-Home-So-Bad feeling. It's unexplainable on how can I get anxious in the middle of fun.
Until now, ever since I reminisce I am full with regrets. Regretting on what happened to me.
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