Blessings in Disguised
It is just some mundane activity. Wake up at five, take a shower, putting on your uniform, drive to work, having breakfast with a friend, arrived at work, manning the counter, key-in the report, had lunch with co-workers, more work, went home, eat, bath and sleep. Repeat. I realized how glad I am that all those dark days, hardships and struggles are finally over. No more worrying about not having anything to eat because you can afford the groceries. Bills are paid every month. Lucky enough to have extra for shopping. Had cool co-workers and superior who aren’t pushing you to the brinks. Everything was plain and simple. No rushing. I am happy with how things are. Until something swept in me. The remnant of my past came across my thoughts and starts to hunt me out of nowhere. I was triggered by an image of an accident I saw in the news and then it hit me of what happened in the past. The memory flashed back into me and drain every possible energy I had. The nightmare even cam
