Sunday, April 15, 2007
Grandfather is fine already. Just a little mentally unstable. Honestly! He keeps on thinking that someone will steal his towel. I mean, who is the right mind will steal towels?! Yeah. But these few days he seems very drowsy. Even when we try to call him up, he has no response. Even when the doctor tried to put the drip in for him! I mean, this is SERIOUS. But the doctors say that it is due to his medication. Hopefully, he will get well soon. By faith, I believe. (:
After everything, I'm feeling kinda lost. Honestly, I don't know why, but this feeling stuck to me like glue. Maybe it's the uneasiness of not receiving his messages, or the sorrow of my grandfather's suffering. I do not know. Just confused and, lost.
lost in a whirl of colors ;
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