Calamity.
At 0400hrs, i rose from slumber and shivered uncontrollably. Tossed and turned, like a druggie. Wailed for mum finally and realized how the temperature had shook up quite amazingly. Again. I pushed myself so so hard to make a few ends meet. I'm not the most healthiest person right now (nvr had been btw) but i'm willing to risk watever it takes to smile for a million more years to come. I mean an opportunity to take a chance, nvr to blow it in my face instead. Finally, a proper pristine luncheon with my pjs on. Tuned in to American TV in the morning and lounging in bed for a couple more hours.
And it's still a weekday, I noe good times gonna be done before we even feel it comes. I noe I'm slowing things down. I'm cutting some slacks even though I'm carrying a week's old load. Just let me be. It's still gonna be one helluva life anyway, emerging as a true survivor.
