စိတ်ထဲရှိသမျှ

I did not get it. I did not get it.  I have been chanting that phrase like a mantra. Before yesterday, I lived by one hope. It was a kinda hope that made my days, painted my dreams, and whispered promises of a potential future. I clung to it, close to my chest, like my precious thing, for the past three full weeks.  Sadly, it has morphed into disappointment. The higher the expectations are, the bigger the disappointments turn out to be. I felt like the last light had dimmed. I was left with nothingness, and I found myself balancing