UGH. I just posted a really long and BORING post just now. Here's an peek into what I was babbling about just now.
"today was a quiet day. I barely communicated at all unless in dire need like, 'mother, I'm going out.' or 'hakim, be quiet.' or 'nadia can you please pass me the chilli sauce.' I intended to post last night but I decided to forget the idea because it would have just sounded sad or melodramatic.
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God blessed me today with a slight drizzle which was enough to keep my mind off somethings completely. Enough to wash away all the sorrow and insecurity that never seemed to go away. The great thing about leaving the house is you see beyond the four walls, and with that, you subconsciously see beyond yourself. Not to say that I see my house as a mental constraint, but sometimes, a little fresh air just blows away the boundaries you've lived by for so long. In a way, things start making sense."
OMG is it just me or am I getting BORING-ER?
I really do not like myself right now.
ee namira boring sampai last warning.
today was fine everything was fine my life is fine so what's there to know? that's the only part of my that you know of. the FINE part.