practice what I preach... I should

"Cry your heart out, till there aren't anymore tears left... and you'll feel better".

It's funny how I tend to forget the advice that I'd normally give others.

Was supposed to work the whole night but I couldn't. Half of my energy was spent struggling to push my worries to the back of my mind while the other half was forcing my mind to think, to concentrate and most times, I ended up rewriting the same lines over and over and over again. I knew I had to break away...

I didn't cry much.
Maybe I just couldn't.

And I can't quite ascertain if it's resignation or calm dutch courage that I'm feeling now. Few days ago, a fren wondered why people fall sick, if there was truly a God. I recall my reply... "If there is no sickness, would one treasure health?"

And again, it's funny how I tend to forget the advice that I'd normally give others.

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(one more day)

The worries of adulthood consume me sometimes.
I wish I could be transported back to my childhood...
to times of innocent freedom...
to scenes of nostalgia...
Maybe for just a single day...
Maybe for just a single evening...
Maybe I can...
Maybe tomorrow...