For who knows when, I'd gotten this fear of falling. It seems I've forgotten how to stand up, how to walk, how to run, how to jump. And all I ever do, is just crawl, and envy the rest of the world speeding by.
I've been sick. But it's like I've been on permanent cough syrup for ever. I wonder where all the energy's gone to. I hate to admit but I just can't seem to find joy in the things I've been doing. Yes, I might have been doing things last minute in the past, but now even last minute doesn't work.
Maybe my room needs a better feng shui or something.
It's here! A welcomed one-week break to catch up on work and take things at my own sweet pace (although I know I probably won't catch up on work). Hahahaha...
And I seriously don't understand what's with all the complaining going on about recess week. Tsk.