I had a very restless night....
The numbers don't lie, and the odds are against me.
I have learnt that whatever digits or percentage points that will appear, they all will pivot on those crucial results.
God knows I have tried.
But if I can't, then I am not the person for it.
Kill me if you must, let me go.
But I know that the consequence will be like of the albatross on my shoulder and the virus in my mind.
I will tied to a leash, and constantly haunted, always hunted.
Dear God,
I am accountable.
Please be merciful.
Ameen.
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