God is good: Living Nomad (Part 1)
Thank God that I have You Living Nomad Lately I was facing problem of "rent-room". It's such a trivia thing actually. Yet I was caught up with it. The feeling of afraid to lose comfort. The feeling of not wanting to let go. I am thankful for everything, but I just can't let this one go. This place that already made me so comfortable in life, despite of all other aspects that may not be perfect. But this place is just perfect for me now. That's all I can think of. And knowing that I might lose it, just enough to make me anxious. I am not asking for much. I also not doing many extravagant things, or really that consumerist. I am just asking for this, one place, to stay. It has the fresh air, balcony, spacious, quite tidy and clean space. It is lovely and enough for me, yet fate telling me other thing. I can't stay, no more. I repeatedly tell myself "nothing goes forever" "you own nothing from the first place" "you have nothing, not even...