A part of me that is forgotten...

... has surfaced again.

I was equally surprised by an email and its sender. That name once rang in my head has since been hidden somewhere, just like an old favorite T-shirt now put away in a little corner, weighed under piles and heaps of other clothes. I felt the swelling of tears in my eyes, such identical to the gloomy weather right now and that feeling that rain might come anytime soon. It was sunny when I left home, but I could sense the threat of the upcoming storm with the occasional thunder and the "come-and-go" hovering grey clouds.

As I clicked on that message, I didn't feel eager or afraid... perhaps curious. Not happy, no. I caught myself stuck reading the first two sentences, over and over again. For umpteen times. It's as if it is beyond my control. I have had a scan through the mail but like the usual me, I need to read it slowly to get it into me. I finished a few sentences but didn't feel that these should "get into" me. I need to just read it quick and then chuck it somewhere!

Before I could finish, the tears had been a little too heavy on those eye lids... although I think there's nothing embarrassing being emotional after all it does is something very dramatic!! I don't know what else to say after reading, not to mention feeling anything. It took me a while to get back to the 'hippy happy' me again... but some of the sentences are stuck in my head and seems to be playing over and over again when I've an extra second free.

I don't have any bad feeling (fortunately) nor the good ones, I'm glad the hardest is over and all should be a history. A memory??? Perhaps...