Had the longest break anyone could have. 6 days off work. Half the time I was lying in bed due to lower back and hip pains... I was bullied into a hi-intensity workout by the fitness instructor, that's why.

The pains made me realize a lot of things... Come on, it was holy week so twas the perfect time to reflect. I actually acquired a lot of baggage along life's way. People, events, and places kinda complicated the way I live my life. I realized that I am no longer as carefree and selfless as when I was younger. I value more things now - money, position, material things, relationships... you name it, you'll be sure to find it in my life.

I became a stickler for the so-called right things, regardless if these limitations made me happy or not. Striving to become a better me killed the artist and the child in me. And now, I'm too scared to let my hair fall down...