I don't know what's wrong with me.
Recently, I've been preoccupied with death, as if my time has come and I'm about to die anytime soon. Strangely though, the feeling isn't one of fear but of grudging acceptance.
There are many things that I still want to do with my life. Somehow, this feeling of death is giving a bit more urgency to how I deal with my everyday affairs.
I don't know how long this will last though but I'm praying it won't stop. Ironically, this uncomfortably normal feeling is pushing me to live again. Finally.
Ig-ani diay pag emo. Ewww.
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