Today, I feel a sense of peace. It could be due to having caught up with the sleep I’ve lost by sleeping the whole day today (I’ve got COVID-19 and thought I should rest as much as I could). Or as simple as having given enough time for my wound to heal. Somehow, I feel a sense of contentment and that my anxieties are fading away. The emotional attachment and hurt that I have been carrying in the past few weeks starting to feel a bit more distant. It just feels like I just woke up from a bad dream.

I started finding the spark and the little fire brimming inside me whenever I think about the future and the things that I can look forward to. I started having the urge to list out the things I want to do for the rest of this year and further. The pain that I have been feeling started to shift into this beautiful scar, one that I could slowly see from a distant. I started feeling less lonely, and feeling grateful for the beautiful friends who love me and stuck with me through the dark.

Time heals.