As I lay there drugged,
sliding between the conscious and the subconscious,
snippets of bad memories
from the earlier part of this year
came before me.
all the hatred and bad feelings welled up
within me.
I looked over the backlogs.
There was nothing I could not do.
Sat down, sorted out the piles, organized and
almost complete. But why do I not feel the
satisfaction? I worked hard.
I forgot breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Gin.T said it could be that I am still sick.
Why do I still have such negative vibes towards the school?
The place where my aspirations would take flight?
There are still Gin.T and Re.Z.
What is bothering me really?
