I died. And I'm not mad about it. After all who FUCKING CONFUSED JUNE WITH JULY!? Well I deserve to die for that stupid mistake.

But how am I not feeling pain? How am still thinking? Is this the afterlife? It's kinda boring but not unpleasant surprisingly.

So this is my life now huh? At least it's better than what others depicted. Now I guess I'll sleep? Maybe I should try touching something before I do that. It's the void but maybe it's something else.

As I move... something I feel my leg touch something fleshy!? Am I a baby again!? Goddamit I thought I would never experienced this again! Maybe this is hell because my birth traumatised me when I became 10 which I remembered it even to the slightest detail. I tell you it's NOT something that should be remembered.

But maybe this is my second chance? But I will have to do nothing but shit, pee and maybe cry for a year. A FUCKING YEAR! And I don't like being useless! Maybe I should exercise while I'm in that stage. But I don't know if it's possible but I'm gonna try to.

I should not cry too much (except when I'm born so I can use my lungs) so I could lessen the stress my new parents will have. I just hope I'm in a stable family in my new life.

How long have been here. I have waited for 4 months and I'm not exaggerating since I precisely started counting when I discovered I was a infant. Maybe I should sleep? Yeah I'll go to sleep...