It is geeky but I am still going to say this, does it not feel like empty-nest syndrome to you? The three months were absolutely crazy, lest it ended before I officially mustered the courage to take the longest, sharpest and slickest knife from the kitchen- no, not mine, I don’t even own one, I ought to borrow from my neighbor; and slit my wrist and watch myself bleed to a bed of thick red ocean. So fresh, it will wake everyone up, and to the delight of the monsters contemplating and strolling outside the door, here you go, a buffet free for all.

Of course I didn’t go there. A couple of obstacles and trench is not sufficed to make that happen. Here we are, a brand new day with the morning breeze caressing through my face, a gentle pat and a whisper- wakeup sleepy head, stop living in the life of the dream you dreamt.

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