I'm Back From the Pits of Fever!

Dear blog,

Yep! Just as the title has offered! I'm back! So my highest temperature was 40 and was down for good 4 days!

Still, situations have not changed and I am still in a position whereby life is not so much of a fun. It is getting really really horrible, in fact.

How horrible? You have no idea. I think this is one of the worst it can ever get. Wrong. I think this is the worst feelings I've ever gotten in my whole entire life so far. The feeling is that.. I just wanna run away. I just wanna run away from all of these. I just wanna get out! Out there! Not in here!

Have you ever gotten that feeling before? Like there's nothing to hold you back anymore? Like everything there is here is calling out to you to get on your feet and just go! Go! Sprint! Somewhere! Anywhere! Just.. Anywhere, at all!

I've never ever thought of running this bad before. And in running, I mean leaving things behind, like they don't matter anymore. Run till you see the dawn of tomorrow!

And then somehow having something out there that stops you on your track. Stop, short. Panting and maybe running out of breath, but somehow you know that there is no need to run no more.

Then you'll regain your posture and you'll straighten up, breathing in the fresh air. Your arms spread out wide, the breeze brushes past you. The wind in your face. There, in your face, a beautiful view and you're ready for a brand new start.

A start that's fresh where you know you're going to be okay. Nothing holds you back no more. All you gotta do now is just to turn around, and walk slowly. Walk towards that open path which you know with an unwavering certainty will lead you to a greater destination.

The sun rises from the East and you're scared no more. You're safe. You're not in the dark anymore. You'll be there. The place you know you should be and will be in no time.