Taken for a Ride

I received an SMS beginning of the week and expected the worst.

The next day I received a call with bad news. I expecting it coming anyway, just didn’t know the content of it.

I walked back to my workstation, sat down and trying to digest what I just heard.

For a split moment, the tears welled up a little but they quickly went back because I told them to.

This thing had me stressed for like 2 weeks and in the end, it just vapourised, vanished into thin air.

I guess this is not meant to be and I have moved on since but I just wanted to write this down.