Words aren’t going to help me stand up again. Words aren’t going to let me move my aching muscles
As told to Rochel Samet
My first thought when I wake up in the morning is, I’m never going to pass the Navi final.
My second thought is, I can’t get out of bed.
Then I take a deep breath, maneuver my feet to the edge of the bed, pull myself up s-l-o-w-l-y, and try to stand up.
That’s when I realize I was right on both counts: I’m not going to pass any finals today, because I literally can’t get out of bed.
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