When I want to, where I want to.

Rough week. God’s way of reminding me that I’m no super hero so pls do not even think of attempting to jump off from the 7th storey locker room. Note to self: I can’t fly. It would be a miracle if I even have time to breath, much less fly. Albeit the crazy madcap race that got me breathing thru my scalp, I am sated. This will reward me. Oh yes it will. I am a hair’s breadth away.

PS: To the bed I’ve been avoiding all week, see ya this weekend. Keep it comfy pls.