20/4/25 I am immerse in this quit smoking gambit

 With Phase I out of the way, my thought is focused on creating a new life altogether.

All my life, I envisioned that I will be a runner for the rest of my life.  Just run, run, and run.  Now this, cigarettes and sugar.  What a letdown.

I have to go back to my roots, when I was 22.  A runner.  A new dimension altogether.  No concern with society.  I was with Lizzie.  My life was complete.  Happiness is my life with Lizzie.

She devoted her life to me.  Here I am, a selfish bum.

I couldn't have made it without her.  So I would rather have my Lizzie than the whole world and its treasure.

Now, Lizzie said, go and pursue your dream.  What is my excuse?  I am delaying my own real reward.  Those that I envisioned were images.  This one here is the real deal.

I am to seize my opportunity and run with it.  Not imagining all that will become.  I am nothing more than a dreamer.  The run is real.  If I conquer Bukit Kiara, that is real.

Now, be real.  Seize the opportunity.  To be the King of the Hill.  Nothing else matters.  I got Realm of Angels.  It is mine.  Now, wake up and smell the roses.  Capture Bukit Kiara.

As much as nobody cares about you when you are at the pit.  Nobody cares about you when you are at the peak.

I have to do it.  To break away from the illusions.  I have to be real.  I have to own my life.  Not just simply lulling in decay.

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