I walked around feeling lost for the past few days. Like a dead soul looking for a place in this world to cling on to. "This is going to be hard!" , i muttered under my breath. I sat down in a cool manner pretending that nothing's wrong with me. They were already halfway through their meals. "So late also?" , one of them asked. I fidget a bit. "Stay calm, be normal, calm, normal, calm, normal...." Those words kept running through my head. I shrugged it off and said gave the excuse that i was a bit busy at the bank. Ah yes, the bank. How did i not think of that? Little did they know that for the past hour, i've been trying hard to adjust myself to what was going on. It's only been 2 hours into the day and i felt like i was on the verge of collapsing...that i lost part of what was in me. "You going through the same problem too?", the other asked with a grin. Eh? What is this? He looked normal. This is absurd! I tried to look for any sig