I can't breath... The tension and choking sensation has a mind of it's own, and I've stopped trying to predict it's appearance.

If I had a time machine... what would I'd do? I wouldn't change a thing. But I would go back an go through it all again and again -- all those moments that really counts. I miss them on these occasions, though I know things need to move forward.

If only I could be met halfway because I can't do it alone...