Fortunately, we heal fast. I return to my parents Monday morning.
I walk. I take the city in. Slowly the constant movement returns and besides the face masks, everything comes back to normal.
Only a month left of classes. Then a lot of tests and high school is finally over.
I will take it easier when I enter College.
The difficult part is to drill all the knowledge to get there in three years. Once that is over, I can relax at least a little.
College usually take three or four years. If I take five it is okay. I know I will be with my boys. I won't need anything. They will help me and keep me happy too.
I can only imagine, Draven will study with me and Z will manage day to day stuff and work out with me. I can't ask for anything else.
Imagine experience college with such steady base
