A flight crew

Last time I was dreaming to become a flight crew. Of course a stewardess.. 

 

But when I fly back to back. In single return day or not. I'm getting tired and I have an ears pain. 

 

I think I make a right choose, even I already go to the Interview and have a good result. 

Event the view up there are heavenly beautiful. High high in the sky.. 

 Its a plane... 

     

A flight plane writer..

I'm writing this while I'm in the MAS plane fly back to Kuala Lumpur. It amazed to know that this is first time  I'm writing a blog in the flight plane. High from the ground. Its sound nice and enjoy. 

But sadly my feeling now not in a good condition. I missing someone badly. Really bad. Well its not easy to encounter this. I feel bad for my self. I feel sorry for my self.. I was let my self fly with my feeling.. Fly to the destination that no end. The destination that i also don't know what will waiting me there. 

To announce here, I cant. 

To tell anyone here, I cant.

To let someone know, I cant.

To story to someone here, I cant. 

I really cant. 

I don't know how..? 

I don't know why..?

I just wish that I can tell to someone. 

To someone. 

You are my soulmate now.. You are my life now. You are my heart now. And you are my love one now. 

I miss you badly. 

Its hard to tell, the only thing that i can do now is writing. 

I wish that I can turn back the time. Its possible...

I wish that I can skip the time. And jump forward to a new since.. 

Its possible... I don't have a remote control. 

I just wish that I can sleep now... Then when I wake up, the new things begin, delete the memory and open a new book. 

If this really can happen, I will do anything to make this happen. 

I pray to God... Please gift some heaven in my heart... 

Good Morning, Kuching Sarawak.

As here is early 1 hour.  6:30 the sunrise.
All jobs done.
I miss my Ketiak Man.