Heart.

I don't know why I'm feeling so emotional. I feel restless and empty. It's like I'm waiting for something that's never going to happen, something that I don't even know. I've my internal that will start tomorrow yet I'm curled up in bed all day. Failingly trying to memorize the little notes I've prepared. All these deep, emotional words are in my head which if compiled would create a 500-page full of depressive craps.

The time is almost up, the oxygen is depleting. I've to leave this place for fresh air, which will be in at least two weeks time.

Can I go home now? This next 33 days is gonna be a torturing one. I wanna go home :(