I used to dread Ramadan and I couldn't wait for Eid but now I wish it wouldn't end. It's grown on me. I'm not sure what it is, maybe it's the atmosphere but I get extra emotional during Ramadan, in a melancholic way. It makes me reflects myself and my life.
Speaking of my life, yesterday, I had one of the worst days in my life. I don't feel like talking about it but I just still can't believe I'm home now and I'm thankful for that. Also, I'm grateful to people who were kind to me yesterday. I've been through a lot recently, it is sorta traumatising so I don't wanna go back there and work any time soon, I know I desperately need money but I really need sometime to rest and recover until I'm ready to face the world again.
