No Man Is An Island

 I begin going ahead with renewed vigour after fighting against a demon called self-approbation.

 The feeling of loneliness was surrounded me during my second half of semester as a freshman. I shuttled between domity and institution more than three times a day like a high speeding ghost. I refused to contact with others positively as if doing that could exhaust myself. I found that this kind of state could space more time for myself instead of being the one who engaged in exceedingly dull chitchat the whole day. And I get involved in the complacement condition even without realising how scarcely I had talking to the people except for dining. I just attributed this so-called independence to no common topics with roommates for my changed major. However, there must be something for one reason or another which was unveiled until that evening, no, a letter exactly.

 I rised a gust of anger when one of my dormmates switched of my charger without informing me. I murmured something discontant. Then there was an endless silence. I didn't place it on my heart because of nothing worthy to considering.  

Getting up as often, but to my surprise, I saw a letter signed the name of my confidant lied softly on my desk. A sudden anxiety surged through my veins. I threw it into my bag as quick as I could in case someone would witness my sorrow of lossing something.

I unfolded the letter slowly with deep, tremulous breath. I was shocked and moved by Penney's generosity. What swarmed into my eyes lines by lines were not the broken words I thought but full of her fond of me and her sorrow of my words. She also told me that I hadn't talked to her since last week, which I wasn't aware of what I had done.

I had to reflect myself and suspected if I was too selfish to ignoring others' emotion. I could rely on myself and stroll around in my free paradise. But I have got more away from the person I really should be. What's more, no one is an island. There is a chicken soup for soul saying that loneliness is a kind of normality in university, indeed, we need to be more advisable.

P.S. I have to give a pause for my everyday piece, because I'm preparing for my phychological consultant level 3 test. I only own twenty days to learn and review. I would like to have a try with all my strenth wether I would pass or not. I won't regret.