I just got back from Orchard. Sat at Coffee Bean at Wheelock Place, Borders.

Mom was with me. I didnt want her to follow at first but she insisted she did because she knew i was down. Didnt talk much. I just drank my ice blended mocha. The night was cool. Wasnt raining. Wasnt windy. It was just cool. As I slurped up the whipped cream my mom started to talk.

Is there something wrong?

I lied. I said no.

My mom knew better. She knew it was just my dark side coming back. We talked about how life can be better and that life is all about choices. My mom said that I must not let the dark side of me come back. I have to choose to be strong. I have to choose to be happy. I have to fight it.

The last time my shadow side controlled me was in sec 3. Sec 3 was the worst year of my entire life. I barely survived.

Now, here I am sitting at wheelock's place under the stars, thinking. Life is all about choices and decisions. Tomorrow, I choose to wake up smiling. Because I know God gave me another chance to live. Tomorrow, Im gonna put on my running shoes and go for a run. No reason. No purpose. No aim. Im just gonna run. Because tomorrow, Im gna run and break free from my dark side.

Im gna laugh at it as it tries to keep up.