Previous night was a bad dream. It does not belong in my life. I don’t want it to belong in my life. Everything was fine till evening. I listened to songs with my evening walk, I was high on life. When I came back from the walk, I started to feel uneasy. In no time, uneasiness turned into anxiety, and anxiety turned into fear. I was too afraid, I don’t know of what. God, I was restless. I was afraid to the bottom of the darkness. I did not sleep till 3. I was praying, re-assuring myself that I am a warrior, He is with me, everything will be alright, He takes care of everything, and on and on. Once I slept, nightmares swallowed me.
Why? How? Afraid of what? God, I don’t know!
In my native language, it is called bechaini. I never have it. I used to have it few years back when we were debt ridden. I used to have it when I used to think about my future. But with past experiences, I observed that every time I have this feeling, things turn really really good afterwards; as if it is an omen of good things to come ahead. What is more better than Peace, Tranquility, and Contentment!
I woke up with a much better feeling today and I am feeling good now. Still the traces of yesterday night are there. They will evaporate soon.
By the way, who said that you can not increase your strength while cutting your weight? I am 7kg down since my cut. I spent 6 weeks on 137kg Deadlift without any progress. Yet, today, I lifted 141kg Deadlift for 6 reps, even in my cut. Vamos…!