Leg got hurt. Can't go to work. Can't go back to my own home. Mother insists to take care of me and make me stay at her place. Suddenly, it's like going back to my childhood under mother's guardiance. Freeman like me, I am not sure if I will be fine with that. In fact, I worry! So far so good! Kind of enjoy being taken care of that I don't have to make any decision of what I eat, what I do next. I sleep early and get up early. More importantly, I have chance to talk about life and religion with parents. Care free and being spoiled are maybe what I really need this moment. Thanks God for knowing what I need.
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