The 3rd Law of Thermodynamics has found its way to the one of the closest place in my heart. While we're trying to find our equilibrium and settle in it, Entropy has left each one of us lost and hurt.

The anguish might have been avoided, or it might not. I reflect on the events before this, but I dont know what other outcomes might have been. All this feels like a catch-22 situation.

I'm still frustruatingly clueless of The Inventor's operation. Much as I shouldnt, I'm finding it hard to trust in God's plans in times like this. Could the past 18years been designed in a better way? The answer is, "God never makes mistakes."

Perhaps I've not handled things well, but whatever you said, really really hurt me alot.