My eyes are so puffy and swollen, I don’t know how I’m going to work tomorrow.
Sometimes I don’t understand why he wants to make me worry so much. He was supposed to leave for Penang today and I would think a normal person who actually choose to drive on a morning or afternoon. This guy, he’s driving right about now..at about 11pm. When he called me just now to tell me he’s driving up alone at this odd hour of the night, I didn’t know what to say. And after hanging up, all the bad things are running through my mind. I am just so capable of thinking of bad things. I don’t know where I get all my imagination sometimes. I just want all the bad thoughts to stop.
Maybe I shouldn’t worry too much and that it’s going to be okay. But just thinking that he has been awake from morning till night and have not gotten any rest and is now going on a 4-5 hour journey, doesn’t allow me not to worry. It just came as a natural reaction and before I knew it the tears were gushing out like a broken pipe. I don’t know if he knows what he’s doing. And I don’t know what bloody employer he has.
I’m just worried sick, okay? Worried sick.
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well, u sound just like my mum.. she worries about everything and sometimes i think i got here worry-gene..
but hey, its going to be alright.. he’s a big guy n know how to take care of himself..it’s going to be fine.. dun let urself worry too much of unnecessary stuffs, okay?:)
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I not only sound like your mum, I sound like my mum. Just like you, I inherited her worrying genes, and sometimes I think it’s much more than I need to inherit.
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