It’s just not the right time to study. Everything struck me mentally and physically. I’m horribly fatigued. It all comes, clearer when you’ve just cried and your tears washed your eyes through. You realise what kind of situation you’re in and what you have been going through. Maybe it’s worthwhile sometimes, maybe its not. That downpour is over, you want to be waiting for refreshing spirits to lift, then you’ve got to be awake to see that rainbow after everything.
I could stay lost in this moment forever,