Every time when/after I had made a mistake or done a failure, I do wonder how many mistakes and failures more it will take me to walk to the correct path/direction.
How many people I have to disappoint in order for me to find my way.
Oh well… or maybe I’ll continuously making wrong turns on and off until I finally see my Father.
Not saying I don’t feel sorry for myself, but I guess moving on is more practical than feeling bad.
**Trying to justify because I don’t feel as bad as I guess I should be. >.<