As I sat for 6 hours in my favourite spot for solitary, I cried. They came out instantly without needing the force to do so.The temperature of my body increased, I felt hot. My head jumped up and down as if there were bunch of rebellious minions inside my head. I told myself : "This too will pass, in flying colors" I believe it will. All of my hardwork will pay off. Eventhough it doesn't, there will always be a second chance.
Please, I need what people called as luck. I need what people called as 'calm'. I need what people called as 'intelligent'. And most importantly, I need what people called as 'optimistic'.
One step at a time, yes.
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