4 Chapter 4: College days

The next day, I woke up with a headache. I had a nightmare. I could say because my hands were shaking. I was sweating and I had the unusual urge to puke. I took an aspirin and lay down on my bed. This time, motionless. I was breathing, but it was slowing down. I knew that I needed medical attention, but I never trusted the doctor's opinions. They always tend to rely on medication rather than changes in habits. I believed in habits, not medication. I waited my heart to beat normally again and my breaths automatically sped up to normal. See. That there was an example of an excellent habit. To calm down when a stroke hits you. That way, not only the stroke goes away, but also you feel happy. However, I am no doctor.

The feeling had settled. I did not want to puke anymore. I didn't feel my breath slowing down. There was absolutely no reason to miss office. Except of course the absence of any work. I decided I might as well take a leave that day. I texted my boss and he gave me a thumbs-up right away. After all, I had helped him the day before. He practically owed me. I was happy. I could spend some time cleaning up my house, and tidy myself up. Then I could go to the mall and the market. I felt like cooking. Then I could go to the bookstore, buy some books, and finally focus on a long-term goal (further studies). I could also go to a club later at night.

However, I could only do one thing that day. I only procrastinated. I scheduled my day by including some Netflix time in the beginning of the day. I was foolish to do that. I should've just cleaned up first. Instead of going at the club at night, I went to buy some ice cream and ended up buying a whole tub. The normal teenager stuff. I did what I used to do during my college days.