I let out a heavy sigh when I reached the front gate. These past few days constituted a good therapy and I managed to pick up myself after getting away from everything for a while.

Everything comes back to me as I got nearer and nearer. Piece by piece, until it becomes too much for me to bear.

But I made a promise to myself. That I will take good care of myself and love myself more. Get my priorities right and back on track.

Back on track. That’s what I’m going to do now.

However, don’t ask me whether I’m ok yet.

I’m still catching my breath. But dont worry. So far so good.