I remember very long time ago. My sister and I went jogging around the neighbourhood.
After running for awhile, I felt very tired and wanted to stop. But my sister used her hand to push my back, to ask me to keep going. Unwillingly, I dragging myself forward. Cannot stop... cannot stop...

That's what I am feeling now. Except for a human hand that is pushing me, it's my mind now. It's not my determination. It's because I know I cannot stop.


I want to heck care. But I cannot. There's no way to heck care.


Where is the human hand I need?



Where? Where? Where?





T.T