At first,

I thought that no wonder I couldn't let the feeling go yet,

I've made promises and my conscience refused to walk away without fulfilling them first...



And from an excerpt of book Five People You Meet In Heaven, the woman said to the main character that when all senses die, another heightens.


Memory.



He nurtured it, he made it a medium for his love. Though the woman died long ago and he had no chance to shower her with the feeling, his memory kept the feeling alive.




"Life ends, but love doesn't."



But...
This is not what I want to happen to me.





This is the point where I'm most down.
Where I need to get back up.
The pain is making the signal for me to stop this, again and again....




But the Memory, being heightened as my logic said to move away,
Is becoming a powerful nuisance instead of tool.



I don't want what had happened to hinder myself from moving on.
I want them to be simply memories I left behind, lessons to learn from.







The thing is,
I think I'm making progress.



It's still slow, painfully slow. What with the new heart-wrenching pictures and facts that are new and coming to hazard me again.



But surprisingly, I wasn't that badly affected.
Which implies that I might have started to let it all go afterall.



I hope so.
I need to.
Even though I don't want to.....





Because I'm no longer needed.
Should I even need someone who doesn't need me? That would be kinda ridiculous, wouldn't it?









I shall just indulge myself in my own virtual land.
Digimon or whatever, I don't really care.
Virtual land is always more beautiful than reality.









Haha, for once again, I had myself imagining,

Why don't Digimon become real? :)