lena the ngoggers

Dear Blog,

A newer approach
More subtle, less frank

The dream was nothing but a dream
Even so, the dream kept me going
The fault was mine
For time cannot be kept for restraint

It is naught but vague now
But I remember
Every second was worthwhile

Eyes slit open
Hand clutched the ice-cream and...

"oh crap! it's 7am already! I'm late!"

Silly me. I was supposed to go to the ward at 6.45am the latest. But I woke up at 7am. COPD, why were you so interesting last night? lol.

.a very late l e n a.