Dé·Jà Vu

Went to the hospital.
Same thing that happened to me this year Jan 1.
See doctor.
Take X-Ray.
Put into cast.
Wait to see another doctor.
The irony almost killed me. Same thing again.
While waiting, I realised that pain is a very... interesting emotion. There's so much conflict in it.
Pain can be quiet or loud.
Loud when you experience it, quiet when you're bearing it.
Pain is not something you wish to share with others, but sharing it lessens the feeling considerably.
Pain tells you your alive, but sometimes you think it's better off dead than to go through the experience.
Pain is something we detest but an absence of it makes you want it.
Pain is something real, to bring us back from our dreams.
And right now, there's no more pain for me.
Just rest and recover. Wish me a fast recovery :D