5 days at home with a massive headache and running nose, coughing my lungs out made me think about lots of things, mostly fears, worries, and love. I was ready to give up all those for someone at a point till they came chasing me, forced upon me. I am being hunt by memories, and voices that I have shut up for long time but I can’t shut them up anymore. I am sinking in altitudes with no swimming suit. My quiet corner is filled with laundry and garbage, invaded by others, my space and privacy are no more maintained my only wish is to restore what was mine one day. A little space for me to think clearly.