"I can't distract my mind from it. You were on the bus all along? I was thinking about nothing else but you, and when I looked out, of the upper deck, I saw you walking away, from the bus. Why is it that I had nothing to do but to think, and that special person is right there on the bus? Coincidence?"

Recapping the topic : God's wink.

Frustrated with myself. I'm starting to break. Again. I'm breaking down and into pieces. Nothing seems to be going my way ever since, well, ever. I'm losing it gradually, slowly, slowly before the truth sinks into me. That I'm not what I am.

Come to think of it, it's been a while since I'm last who I am.