There is a circumstance in one’s life that we may refer as uncertainty. When it should have been move, yet it has not. The reasons may vary, but no matter what, we call it uncertainty.
Life has many form of uncertainty, even the subtle one. This feeling is like a sticky dreams, in one side you wish it to be fulfilled, another one told that it was hopeless. One’s soul no longer stand on a solid ground of confident. It is wavering as the words and wishes never met each others.
Its maybe already the part of my character, when this kind of feeling streak, there will be unexplained floating tears, sometimes become unstoppable.
But there will be moment after that, when bright sunshine, trespassing my roof again, so there will be a warm chamber within me, as how it used to be.