As the sun creeps up the horizon, I try to warm myself up.
This morning I realize, the sun keeps shining on my back, no matter how, no matter what.
The sun shines to all direction, lightened up all possibilities begging to be chosen.
I feel chills, creeping up my back up the way to the top of my head.
The warmth of the sun does not seem to let the doubt up.
But it keeps on shining.
The sun, keeps on shining.
And I keep wondering.
I keep asking.
Which way to go?
Which way to run to?
As the chills keeps on creeping, the sun bathes my form and warm up the air around me.
It gives me a weird sensation of calmness.
Sunlight feels so warm on my back, yet, somewhere inside me chills.
Take some time, I tell myself.
Take your time, I assure myself.
I am not at the end of the world.
I am just at a point where I need to think thoroughly.
And so I close my eyes to the warmth, the chills, and the doubt.