All those things that I prayed for and told myself not to worry about,
all those words that I never want to hear again,
all those scenes I’ve seen that I never want to see a glimpse of again,
all those lies I’ve been told to,
all those memories that I was so strong enough to lock up in a chest and bury in the deepest pit in myself,
. . they all kept on replaying over and over
and over and over
I wanted to cry. It was so late and I’ve never had enough sleep lately.
I wanted to be brain-dead at least for a night.
And so I prayed.
And almost instantaneously, my thoughts calmed down! Then my head resorted to thinking about just one thing,
and that is how blessed I am for not having big-time problems at all.
That gave me an idea. Haha! I made a mental list of how blessed I am—starting from 1 until about 50. I don’t think I ever reached 50 though. HAHA. I guess I fell asleep as I was doing a headcount of all the blessings I’ve been given—opportunities, lessons, people, and material things alike.
Anyway, yeah, I think I’ve only had 4 hours of really, really good sleep. I guess I should sleep as much as I can when I get home from school this afternoon.
Lalala~ Blessed enough to be alive today! :D HELLO, JULY—my favorite month! :D