– In case you didn’t notice, we all fall under the real definition of peripatetic ticking bombs. Our tolerance level to each other is below zero these days, which I find it pretty normal.
I try to act according to this base mostly all the time, but I explode when pushed to an edge.
– It is the end of May already, and June is a couple of days away. I just don’t know if I have admitted this explicitly before, but I hate June..I used to dislike it prior to 2010, as I considered it along with July one long hot 60 days month. Since the death of Grandma last year in the 1st day of June…I announced my pure and extreme abhorrence. I know I shouldn’t hate ayam rabena.
But I just cannot prevent myself from doing so. I have been fighting this feeling but my heart is as heavy as a 3 story building with a swimming pool on top.
– Note to *him*: message –or lack thereof- received, and acknowledged.
Current state of heart and mind:
“There is some kind of sweet innocence in being human – in not having to be just happy or just sad- in the nature of being able to be both broken and whole at the same time.”
– C.JoyBell C.-
The Forty Rules of Love – Elif Shafak