The flu battle is still continuing although the medicine and anti-biotics seem to be winning. Yet my body still detects the virus as my fever have not subside. Up and Down, Up and Down. My father suspected it was Chikugunga. My friend thought I caught Dengue. It is just FLU, Influenza.

I was asleep, having quite a pleasant dream. When I felt a hand. It was smooth, full of concern and care. It was more pleasant than the dream I was having. I was aroused from my sleep, yet I know here's no need to open my eyes, cause I know, the hand belongs to someone, someone who cares. I have never felt this feeling for so long. I was touched and so I had the most wonderful sleep ever. Today, you are cooking. Despite my lack of appetite, it is rare of you to cook. I shall eat to my fill. All these feelings have been 'lost' or rather seldom shown. Maybe it's because we've grown up.

I love the feeling of being loved. Who doesn't?

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