A Catholic Scribbles

Chapter 3

I dreadfully make my way to office. The cold AC air hits me and the distant tickles of bittersweet memories make its way into my thoughts. I am still sick and on medicines . I carry a red hoodie ,walk into the workspace and begin the tedious tasks that are crying for my attention.
It's a long day , there are onsite visits happening , which is a good thing cause they provide us with delicious dinner. Even though I can't eat much , I try to savour most of it.
Earlier in the day my boyfriends mom calls me to check on my health. I am pissed at my boyfriend for telling his mom about my bad mental state and we fight for most of the day. Since have been sick we have mostly been fighting. Even though he tries his best to support my emotional outbursts , it's quite a task for him as well .
I reach home and just collapse into bed. I have a temperature and fall asleep almost immediately. The next day I take off from work and just rest.
My mind is all over the place . Constantly trying to find peace in between the chaos , struggling to make the right choices and choose the best consequences makes me want to just lay in bed doing nothing.
Somehow I pull myself to focus . As the evening approaches I just take a cup of tea to the terrace and watch the sun go down slowly as the birds fly back to their halting places.
Nature has a serene affect on me . The music blaring in my ears the warm tea,the crisp evening breeze and the colorful sunset somehow serenade my heart with happiness . I find myself smiling after days . I embrace the moment fully . It's going to be okay . I tell myself. I hug myself. I am proud of me.