I love the wind. I love the sweat.

I was disciplined enough to go out for a jog. As I walked to the park, I can feel the wind brushing against my face. I took a deeep breath and told myself everything is gonna be fine. I jogged and stopped periodically. Everytime I stop and pant, every breathe that I exhaled contained my sadness and fear. I guess I've panted enough-it's all gone. I love the heat and the sweat. It washed my troubles away.

Now that I'm sitting here, fearing the future no more. I guess I've got something in mind. I guess I'm back to myself. That's Diana's power. I'm able to pick myself up at amazing speed and start running again. My Di-termination. My inner-self. They are all back.

I always know I'm not alone. And this incident has furthur proved so. I'm back to life. I feel alive. Again. Weee! *Cheers*

Thanks Mom. Thanks zy. Thanks ul. Thanks rah. Thanks lu. Thanks ketam. I really love you all.