Something out of Nothing

Jon was down with flu since last week. Finally succumbed to a western clinic on yesterday after many days of drinking chinese herbal tea.

Life had been miserable since last week for Jon. Maybe it was becoz of the chinese flu tea that attributed to Jon's disrupted sleep from Wed to Fri. Always woke up at 2am and ended up staring blindly at the ceiling and listening to the silence. In fact, silence was deafening especially when life is having it against you.

As Jon is typing this, the silent tone can still be heard... Jon can relate to some pyschiatric patients when they always complained to doctors that they hear things. Yes, the sound of the silent is always ringing in your ears, just that most of the time we would miss it. However when things started to be out of control, you tend to hear the deapening sound loud and clear, especially at night.

Jon is slowly recovering. He has been taking the medicine prescibed by the doctor who discouraged taking chinese herbs. We all know that farmers sprayed all sorts of chemicals onto their crops to protect against insect or preserving their freshness, now imagine "dried herbs" which normally do not go through washing up like the daily vegetables that we eat.

Other than above, Jon has nothing much to write already. He is feeling drained over the problems that cropped up in life. He is not thinking anymore. He is not praying too. He is not preparing for breakthrough now. All he wants now is to recover from the damn flu bugs. To have good sleep tonight. To see all the problems go away. To let the storm subside. Just like the tsunamic victims, slowly wait for the flood to drained away and then see how HELP can come in... Let's see how things go...