I was having just another normal weekend when I bumped into him.
Why did he have to come now?? .His ill-mongering shadows were not following me for sometime. And I thought i had got rid of him
My heart suddenly became heavy and all those pestiferous feelings which came along with him every time I crossed his way crept back at dead of night
I couldnt get myself to focus at work. A deadly drowsiness draped itself deliriously around me.
Once again i could not sleep.
I struggled to breathe.
I choked on air.
I kept tossing and turning in my sheets.
My tiny little trashcan couldnt hold anymore tissues.
I buried myself in the blankets, shivering now, sweating then
My body was broken, my blood was boiling in anguish.
My lips had become dry and stiff as an old oak
I lost my voice. I could barely speak.
I dint go to work the next day. I couldnt fight him anymore. And this wasnt the first time that he took over me this way.
So I decided I shouldnt resist , and instead just let him pass.
Hereafter this is how im gonna handle you. I wont runaway from you, neither am I gonna fight you. I'll just let you pass.
And today Im feeling much better.
I just followed my late granny's advise.... took steam and gargled regularly and kept clearing the nasal passage with saline drops.
My throat still needs some mending. That apart, I feel as sound as a nut.