one of those days...

i skipped swimming a few weeks ago as i felt i was coming down with fever...
actual fact i was in so depressed that i just slept through the day.
and dearest aan not doing anything was making it worse.

i breakdown and had a good cry. so i thought i did.

aan thought just by leaving me to rest, was the right thing.
he got a verbal attack from me. and i cried again.

i had the feeling of being disorganised, unappreciated and unloved.

a good friend suggested that i read some verses.
feeling too crappy and freaking lazy, i didnt want to do it.
so we agreed that i should just plugged the mp3 and listen to some verses.
which i did.

and i was back on earth.