Where were you in our times of need?
Its past 12mn and i'm listening to music through the speakers i can't seem to sleep tonight.
Not even a wink.
Too many thoughts i'm thinking :/
After rehearsal today at 9:30, Mum and Dad didn't pick up my calls or didn't reply my text when i asked if there was any food at home so i texted abang to meet me at KFC to teman me to eat. I was so hungry, haven't eaten since morning. So he met me on his way home from the west side of this land. He didn't even complain about being tired. In fact, he rushed to meet me because he knew i'd reach first and i'd be eating alone. And he listened patiently while i ranted about every damn fuck that was going on in my life. He just listened, and made appropriate remarks along the way and his advice was simple: Pray more regularly, don't miss my prayers, don't do anything irrational, PRAY.
Yes, i really love my brother. Today, it felt like i had him back, just like old times. He told me that whatever was going on in the family, his physical detachment doesn't mean he's distanced himself emotionally too. He said he's constantly thinking about us, just that he doesn't show it. And he said he can't wait to see the performance on Friday because he knows i've been working very hard.
My brother told me, screw all the politics because when you know you've done your best, that's when you know you've put up an amazing enough show.
Hold on tight, dont let go.
I've been through tougher times.