In my youth, when I was studying numerical analysis, my head used to get so hot that it resembled a fever. That's why my classmates used to say to me, “you're fuming”. This energy emanating from my brain demanded the consumption of large doses of chocolate or other sweets. When I couldn't solve an exercise, when I went to bed, my brain would process the information and in that state of sleep, I would wake up, and I would have the answer and immediately write it down on paper…
Perhaps, the fever that afflicts you will serve as a stimulus to write reflections different from the usual ones, as long as the temperature does not exceed, it is fine. Plenty of fluids and control.
Most of us dream of having things that we find difficult to have, most of them are superfluous and unnecessary. We should spend, and why not, exhaust our energy on what we really need. Good thing everyone lives their own life, in their own style, hehehe…, the world would be monotonous if we all lived exactly the same moments, don't you think?
RE: Forever Broken