Coming Back Home at November In the few weeks that I'm not here, I miss the feeling of being here, I miss the feeling while I'm writing, and I miss the feeling when I'm interacting with all of you. These few weeks I feel like I lost the purpose to write, and I don't know where I should start again. I ran out of words to say, I lost interest to think topic. Hasyt, School is the biggest hadlang for me. I think this is the reason I feel like I'm tired, like I would rather not do anything as much as I do before. Reports, activities, homework, project, and performance tasks at the same time and the most I hate is that I'm always be the leader in the groupings. I've exhausted thinking about the concept in different groupings, so when it comes to writing I can't say anything. I also use a lot of energy because it's not the concept need to be thought of, but also how to manage my classmates, hasyt, I'm not into a leader because of my patience. ***Furthermore, I'm lost again,*** this is what I fear is happening to me now, I'm losing the will to wake up every day. But what can be done if I give up, nothing, right? Even if it's hard, even if it's tiring, I only know one thing: I will live, and I will fight until the Lord wills. ***So at the beginning of November***, at the beginning of the 2nd quarter, I will start again to give color and vitality to the days that pass by. I want to do what I used to do again, the fun even if it's hard, the light that I feel, and It's not always me angry. I'm going to start writing again as much as I want, as much as I can. Likewise, I need to release my feelings, I need to say what I feel to feel better. These few days I've been hiding my feelings, so maybe I'm feeling heavy, so perhaps why I'm like this. I forgot that I have this site to release the weight that I feel that sometimes I don't even know where it came from I'm going to start looking for my purpose in life again because it's gone. No, He's not gone, He's here, I can feel it, but I'm the only one who turning away because of my Indefinable feelings. However, I want to avoid running away from what I have to face. ***Today, I'm coming back to myself! I'm coming back to my sense, to my lights!*** The first day of November give me the signal to coming back to my home, to myself, and here. May all of us give this month a new hope and improves our self. May God be with us and give us a strength to every pain that we will experience. ***Thanks be to God for another article I did today!*** ***Thank You For Reading and Don't Forget That*** *****I LOVE YOU !!!***** —*Herzy*—
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