I am learning new things everyday and most of it is about myself.
Routines are so important to me. Just cleaning my face, flossing and getting into bed, with a book, comforts me.
How one small snack reminds me home.
How I am missing home this much? Didn’t think I would. I think my parents hear the yearning in my voice.
How I learn that I can live with anyone without really losing my mind or my temper. I, of course, have huge arguments in my head. But I also realise that’s enough for me. I will do anything to not upset the apparent calm.
Again, wondering what the point of this experience is? And why don’t I have the patience to wait and find out.
Will it show me a new way or help me to take the beaten path, in a better fashion? I am also learning about people who complain constantly and assure me it’s professional behaviour.
Maybe that is the point of it all. Learning about yourself. Who knows? Any phase in life can’t be any more or less pointless than life itself.
lovely, you are indeed lucky.
forget the point. why does there have to be a point. it’s okay to shake up the calm. too much calm not good. i like your header. and its good to know you floss. oral b. long live. also, hug. stick it out. discomfort in small doses is valuable, apparently.
Nimpipi: Header is a photo Sis took at Colaba Causeway.