Unannounced

Just like that, the usual becomes the unusual. Little things become something you can't possible achieve right now. Yet, all you can do is just picking yourself up and forcing yourself to move on. Some days are easy, well, most days are dreadful. I wonder when will I get used to it. It is a good sign to get used to it? I can only assure myself, it is. 

There's nothing more vague than faith. I don't count the days because it gives you expectations and hope. But time just goes by so so so slowly and getting myself busy hardly do the trick. I guess that's just how it is now. 

Another day, another battle.