|Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost|
Back in Sydney for exactly ten days now. Home alone, currently. The only housemate who had moved in already went off on a trip to Gold Coast this morning.
It's nice, being alone. I'm sure I'll be restless by tomorrow but for now, despite the very sunny weather that beckons me to outside, I'm okay.
A few days in Sydney, I received news that my maternal grandmother passed away. May Allah swt bless her soul. I felt - well, I don't know. First, it was guilt. I was supposed to see her one last time before flying off but somehow, I just didn't. Then, I felt like a horrible granddaughter.
Passing the shock, I was at loss because I didn't feel sad. Is that bad? Ya Allah, the turner of hearts. Death should make you feel something. I felt something but purely due to selfish reasons. I wasn't sad for her.
Penyakit hati ada tiga dan yang paling teruk adalah hati yang mati.
Just. Yeah, those are pretty much what's been going around in my head.
Oh, of course, the anxiety to begin my second year in Medicine. That's like, nothing new, eh? Thus, the quote above.
I like it. The woods feel like somewhere I'd go when I want to give up but I have promises that I made to myself to keep. So, I still need to go on, miles to go, before I sleep.
إن شاء الله
With the Almighty's permission.
Peace be upon you ♥