The Sun had finally set. And my progression amounted to nothing. Sigh! It's easy to spend time than to properly use it. That being said, I had to now start thinking about my dinner today. In the woods, all alone, away from civilization, without any utensils nor any ingredients, here I was, in that sorry state at the time of dinner. Should I sneak into Aunt's home and steal her curry. Wait! How did I know it was gonna be curry? Why am I so sure? Surely, Aunt would have updated the plethora of dishes she cooks now. Definitely! Maybe? I hope so.
Why was I hoping for that? It's not like I could go to her place and eat dinner as I please. I was banished from entering her place. Even though I couldn't make any progress when it came to planning down my usage of time and how could I update my schedule to stay motivated and dedicated to my training regime, I was still able to clean out my place of stay in the meantime. And luckily, it looked like someone had used it before me, so I didn't have to worry about the wear and tear of my accommodation too much. I had to just do the bare minimum of cleaning everything out. Tree-houses had their pros and cons. Even though the logistics of cleaning out the trash and dust was a hassle, it was less likely to get messy now. Plus the view here is great. During the night that is.
The heat earlier in the afternoon was enough to make me feel like the raw meat being cooked in a barbeque. I couldn't handle that kind of heat, even though I am pretty good when it comes to tolerating heat. Don't get me wrong. The forest area is actually a pretty cool place. But that's only when you're on the ground. Since my temporary place of stay was on a tree, that makes it a whole different case.
Now, with all of that being put aside, I have to face my current dilemma. Do I munch in on all of my snacks today, and suffer by spending all of my finances on the combini food or do I save my snacks for another day? Combini food is basically Convenience store food. Even though they were pretty cheap and reliable, I'm not sure my finances could sustain them. Aunt, please take me back.
Nevermind. I'll just suffice myself with the snacks I have on me right now. I can't be a picky eater. I must store some of it for an emergency. The water here is good, so I could live on it without a hassle, for a short while, that is. I need to sort out stuff quickly. 3 days should be enough. Anything more, and I doubt my organs shall be in good shape by the time I am ready for the fight. Besides, this is a good way to train myself. Like this, I could control my appetite and lower my junk food consumption.
Even though it's a temporary measure, I could still ask Aunt for some leftover utensils. Apart from that, I could bank on the miso soup I learned during the home economics and whip up a sandwich or two to keep my tongue intact. Yep. That's the best option. But all of that is only possible, if and only if, Aunt complies with lending me some old utensils. If that wasn't possible, then I'd be screwed. Speaking of screwed, I haven't switched on my phone at all. Now that I didn't have a power outlet, things were starting to get out of hand. Luckily for me, I never depended on my phone that much.
Well, the last line was a lie. It's obvious and clear as day that the best tool for an introvert was their smartphone. The number of excuses they could make when they had a disinterested proposition placed in front of them was unprecedented. Like picking up that one phone call when relatives were around. Or in public places like a chain of fast-food restaurants when you are alone and waiting for your order and onlookers passing by you pass a look or two at you.
Well, in my honest opinion, being on your own is an art and a skill that's very rarely appreciated, and instead, you are sympathized for it. Seriously! Like I don't need your sympathy. People you hang out with today will not stay with you tomorrow. There shall be a day when you will be alone. And if you're in agony and feeling restless, then you shall perish. You have come to this world alone unless you're a twin or anything over that, still putting that aside, you are your own person, and whatever you choose, you mustn't be pressurized to act self-conscious about how it's good or bad to be alone and other stuff. That's nonsense. I stand upon my own two feet. The number of times I've fallen to the ground is hilarious at this point, but I still got up and dusted myself every single time.
When you fall, everyone just standby and watch you crumble down to the ground. And when you get up, only a seldom few bother to even help you. But you're most likely in the lot where no one is there to help you. So, what will you do? Drive yourself to a corner and cry yourself out till someone lends you a hand and then you'd be hoping that they'd be your salvation? Or just wipe your teras, and get up until Pain and failure become your best friends like your shadow and your reflection?
There is no right answer or wrong answer. You're free to choose what you want. Only time shall tell whether that was the correct way or the only way, and that is if and only if you look back at the path you have taken.
ONLY TIME SHALL TELL!