I must move on...

I went to my office... I still felt like I was at the wrong place... why?
Maybe I'm just a loser trying to escape from reality. I continuously ask myself what am I trying to accomplish at this new stage... continuously...

In the evening, I went to out to meet the plaintiff of the lawsuit I covered for a year, I'd hoped a historical accomplishment will be materialized. Talking in front of them and drinking beer with them, I finally felt for real I had accomplished something covering their feat.
But in return I felt so sad I'm out of their vicinity. Oh, I had no way of continuing on covering the same news, and whether I wanted it or not, I had to move on to a different subject to cover.
I've been given the opportunity, being transferred to a different section, and I should thank God I've been pushed from the back to do so.

I'll move on... that's what I promised my comrades!

the city looked different from a month ago... maybe it's because it's cloudy and it's at a diffeent time of the day... but in reality, the city is never the same... and I must realize that!