Mao

Monday was a day where i felt like I woke up from a long lost dream where I dreamt about myself that I aint as healthy as I think I am.

It seems that the dream has vanished, crushed by tiny bit of disappointment, followed by the rest of unexpected and a tiny part of happiness.

Words can never able to describe my feelings at that moment. For I felt like it shouldnt be this way, but on the same time, I can only accept the result and live with it.