Today is a warm night. Or is the heat due to the fact that I am still feeling abit feverish? I have been wheezing and coughing non-stop for the past 2 days. In fact, I am on medical leave today. The medicine makes me so weak and drowsy that I spent most of my time snugging in bed and dreaming away. That is one of the reason why I am still up and blogging away simply because I am too AWAKE to fall asleep anytime.
Nothing interesting though, probably just the time to make a decision that will affect my life, at least for the next 2 years.
Truly enough, I feel that the older you get, the more intimidating things seemed to be. Or is it with the process of aging, one's courage will diminished rapidly? The once daredevilish risk-taker character has now become the coward that refused to come out of the protective shell?