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.
4 responses so far ↓
annie // November 5, 2009 at 10:37 pm |
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.
shesturningblue // November 6, 2009 at 7:33 am |
lovely, you are indeed lucky.
nimpipi // November 7, 2009 at 5:48 am |
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.
Janaki // November 7, 2009 at 6:52 am |
Nimpipi: Header is a photo Sis took at Colaba Causeway.