Stress makes the world go round

Stress makes me happy. Because I have a goal to hit.
Stress makes me sad. Because I spend lesser time with my loved ones.
Stress makes me worry. Because I am uncertain if I can make it on time and at the right result.
Stress makes me tired. Because I exercised both my mind and body.
Stress makes me sane. Because life without stress is contented and growing laziness.
Stress makes me bored. Because stress itself kills all the fun emotions.
Stress makes my life goes round and round. And life without stress is perfectly unpleasant.

I tried to escape from stress, and I found out that I've left behind among my friends. Further and farther away. I was left at the same spot 3 years ago before I entering the university. I was at the same mental state 3 years ago after I was separated from you guys.

Nobody's gonna wait for me. I heard warnings, I heard encouragement, I heard people pushing me to go on. I was just too weak to move forward.

What have I done is irreparable but what am I going to do is a hope for the better. I still have a chance.

Everyone has a chance. To get out of where I sit now and move on with life.

Satisfaction is evil and static, life ain't so. Dynamic is complicated, so as life.


Sign off,
Phi