Nothing happens in a week. I don’t mean it literally like there is lacking important events in my life. What I mean is, everything sorts of in total stasis.
There is this getting up early, and the showering, the taste of coffee and going to work. There is also after five, and the train to home, the dinner, the chatting, the bed to sleep and the rising in the next day.
This may sound a little bit repetitive, but I don’t mind at all. Who am I to complain my life when there are so many out there who are lacking what I have? It may look like n ordinary days, but I have learned to enjoy it. I always used to appreciate the normal progress of my life, and that I have concluded, though I am more becoming a dull person, I think it will be okay.
I will try to make the best of my life from what I have because it feels light, and it feels heavenly at times.
Happy Sunday to all!