It is all weird. I do not know how to explain it. But I somehow feel it. Too much time spent, too much blood spilled. Just too much. Now I feel collapsed. Up to the tiniest strings inside of me, my spirit and soul. And now I do understand why some people are keeping their thoughts inside. I just don't understand why I am not doing so.
I don't know why I am writing that in English, taking notice of the fact of me sitting in a cafeteria. Exam had passed, although results will be available in two weeks. Hope they are good.
Now, I will go to the pharmacy, cause my cough is disgusting and my throat is soaring badly.
But. Everything is good.I am alive. I am sitting in warm place and drinking a cup of tea. I just want too much from that life. Too much. I know it, but still. I want it.