A week went by and fatigue was the only word to describe it.
It was only three days, the beginning of a new semester and the isolation from a fetish, emotion was undergoing great torment.
Tiredness, boredom and the struggle to prepare for the next few weeks are demons.
I probably have enjoyed myself too much that I can never get used to days like the past three days.
I always pray hard before reaching home but it seems that I’m not lucky for this weekend again.