Rooftop

It is definitely not a good feeling when you get sick. I was dying halfway. And again, being sick reminded me of how weak I was when I thought I was strong enough to handle it. It reminded me that I was not as independent as I thought I could be. Sometimes, I just want to lie down, not do anything and get pampered. I am tired, but I have to stand strong, at least until the point where I could still handle all these shits.