Paper Pressed Flowers

I woke up staring at the white ceiling, with my sister sleeping at the small couch beside my bed, and with a needle inserted in my wrist as IV fluids continuously dripped every minute into my blood stream.

My head was aching, my heart pounded so hard it felt like it was hard to breath, and I didn't know what the hell was happening to my body. I prayed begging for all of this to be over until I fell asleep again. After almost a week in the hospital, I was discharged with a set of medicines to take for a month. It was a typical infection in the kidney. This experience, made me feel like it was the end for me and I was disappointed of who I was. I promised, if given one more chance, I will do better. That I am capable of something more than just who I was.

Back to the industry world, the office; it was as if a thousand eyes looked through my soul with questions raised which never had the courage to ask me face to face. Despite this, I continued on with my job trying to finish what I left; a week worth of work. It was impossible for me to concentrate, I didn't have enough rest, and my heart continuously pounded. I knew I had to keep my promise, so I decided to start finalizing the requirements for my application as a student in a University in South Korea, one of the most beautiful countries in Asia. I knew I had to quit my job. So I did. It was a very hard decision for me, but I just had to. And this was the start of it all...