I'm tired of running away, I guess. So just like yesterday, I revisited my past. Only this time, I was really there. Tracing back every path I've ever taken before. And this conflicting emotions inside me are trying to kill me. They really do. I've lost count of how many encounters I've had with death today.
Maybe they just wanted to remind me that I'm still alive now. And every encounter I got away with, was just another chance to live life. Only this time, better.
Or maybe my death really is near. And God is calling for me to come back to Him.
