Coffee and Everything

Do you know when you've lost something-like your favorite T-shirt or a set of keys-and while looking for it, you come across something else you once missed but have long since forgotten? Well whatever it was, there was a point where you decided to stop searching, maybe because it was no longer required or a new replacement was found. It is almost as if it never existed in the first place-until that moment of rediscovery, a flash of recognition. Everyone has one-an inventory of lost things waiting to be found. Yearning to be acknowledged for the worth they once held in your life. I think this is where I belong-among all your other lost things. A crumpled note at the bottom of a drawer or an old photograph pressed between the pages of a book. I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.

I was 28 years old when I was diagnosd with hypertension and type II diabetes. My world came crashing before my eyes because I was overthinking. What if I'll die early? I'm still very young to leave this world behind. I haven't fulfilled my promises yet to my mother. To have a good life, to let her experience the good things in life. There are thousands of questions running down my mind at that very moment. But I wasn't thinking of giving up and will never give up. These are just diseases that will only slow me down achieving my dreams and goals in life. So, I gathered myself together and encouraged myself to move on. I should be thinking of things that will boost my immune system and definitely will keep my body healthy. It wasn't easy, to be honest. Why? It's because I was working in a call center and I have to work during the evening. I was on graveyard shift and I was really struggling sleeping after shift. Imagine... sleeping during the day when every...