Running again.

I am up and running again. For perhaps a couple of months, I felt so out of my system. I was like a machine that took a while to run after being switched on. Maybe I was in repair. Maybe I was just gaining speed. I feel extremely happy right now that what mess I face because of my lag, I'm trying to fix already. Of course, I'm not doing it alone.

Still, nothing is easy. But the things I do now are not just plain hard, I enjoy them. I am living that busy or so life again, where I afford to embrace stress and face struggles with happiness because I love what I'm doing, and gratitude that I still get through. I really missed that life; I really missed the feeling. I am a little more patient again, a little kinder. The smallest things give the best thrill again. I am reminded of my dreams and passion and ultimate goal.

Maybe this all sounds familiar. I don't know how many times I've written about being happy and seeing life from the positive perspective again. But I guess that's just how life is - you never let the number of times you feel down exceed the number of times you recover. Every recovery, though, is a higher level of bliss and a different degree of learning.

I am running again. I pray I don't ever slow down.