stubborn-ness.
i went home at 12.35.
i needed a big rest.
i was feeling sick.
hot and cold.
symptoms of flu? fever?
drank herbal tea and went to sleep.
when i woke up, it was 7.30
i'm feeling better now.
read the mail.
tears welled up. but none rolled down my cheeks.
i've cried so much for friendships till my eyes got numb and stopped tearing.
am i getting weaker or is all this that i'm going through, moulding me and making me strong?
although i didn't cry, but i got the message you were trying to convey.
another tough day for me tomorrow.