It feels like i fell asleep already, typing all these, it seems like my fingers are detached from me, typing away randomly.

i don't even know if i make any sense here now.

I'm beyond exhausted, sleepy and pooped. I cannot explain.

And perhaps in such a state of mind, when you feel the most detached from everything else, the reality of it all would suddenly hit you right smack in your face.

Two more weeks before we bid goodbye.

I can feel the dull aching in my heart again.