i am typing this entry inside the world citi hospital. i am watching over my dad, who suffered from a mild stroke earlier this morning.
it actually feels weird, typing those few lines. to be honest, it all feels like a dream, still. and it is as if everything's happening in slow motion. and i am standing still.. watching everything unfold from a distance.
it's an odd feeling. i'm not used to it. it's like the proverbial calm before the storm. in more ways than one. and both in ways i imagined but always hoped never to face.
thanks to your morning wakeup message, i am ok.. and hopefully, he's gonna be ok too.
please don't add to this. please. not now. not ever. please.. :'(
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