It is sometimes amazing to share what we have in our mind. Sometimes we just cannot believe what we are believing. It could be quite weird an idea, or something that is out of imagination, or something too illogical. It just happens the reality being too unreal.
One day, my colleague told me that he was sorry. He was sorry for what happened on Friday and also on Monday. I did not have any idea what was going on at that moment, but since he was a senior, I tried not to argue and just smiled and tried to be polite. But then I was quite suffered, as I could not tell what my senior was referring to.
Then when I finished my lunch and was getting back to work on the same day later on, a black minibus approached me from a far away distance in an incredibly high speed. I was quite shocked. And the black minibus stopped right next to me when I was trying to make a right turn to walk back to my office. It made me feel like my would have been kidnapped. Yeah, it really scared me. But then the minibus was just there, the door did not open. What I noticed next was that there was another black minibus in front of the high speed one. Therefore, the high speed one could not escape even if it would have caught me. I felt totally insecured and so unbelievable. My instinct told me I must walk on. So I pretended that there was nothing at that moment and place and just walked away. Nothing happened afterwards.
When I arrived at my workplace, I just tried to concentrate on my work and mentioned nothing. When it was time to go home, another senior staff stood in front of me and called out my Chinese name in an enormously loud voice. I felt incredible again. I could not figure out what it meant for her to ask me my Chinese name, or to stress my Chinese name. She used to call me my Christian name in normal days. I was insecured again because I recalled the black minibus which was related to kidnapping me in my imagination. It was scary.
I was too scared to get back home that night and I stayed at my friends' home instead. Everything was not interconnected, but when I tried to think about the whole story in a sequence, it became very scary. Everyone seemed to be involved and no one could be trusted. Everyone seemed to be allegedly trying to get me out of there.
I need a break.