If only this light bulb can light up my mind and show me the path I should take.
Breathing underwater is indeed very therapeutic but going back to work and facing people that you dislike, working station that bring no satisfaction just bringing the level down drastically.
I am now, not awesome again.
How I wish to be this mischievous boy, running around, making fun of others, stepping on parent's temper and yet not even a sign of afraid.
Life sucks, a present tense.