The books I consumed :
- Notes on Grief by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (recommended*)
- No Happy Ending by Nora McInerny
- Good Girls Don't by Mara Wilson
- Cassandra Speaks by Elizabeth Lesser (recommended*)
- Transit by Rachel Cusk
- Happening by Annie Ernaux
- Yasmin, How You Know?
- To Paradise by Hanya Yanagihara
- Anxiety by The School of Life (recommended*)
- Wandering Souls by Cecile Pin
- C. G. Jung: The Basics by Ruth Williams
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Waking up:
I've been having a nice daily routine of sleeping at 8.30 pm and waking up early for a few weeks now. But lately, I always wake up around 2.30 am and then again at 3.30 am, but I'm training myself to wake up after 4.30 am instead. That's an ideal time. The subconscious realm is a bit calmer during those hours. Maybe because people sleep much later than that (possibly after 12 am?), and by the time they start to dream, I'm starting to wake up.
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The pain:
8 days in, the muscles around my shoulder and neck are still tight. I still can't draw and it is annoying but healing takes time. I know I've been extra tense lately, and I try to move to destress but heyyy, I need to rewire my mind.
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Trying Out Fujifilm X30:
Miss Chin wanted to sell her camera and asked me to help. I went on a short outing to take some photos and it turned out so good. I want it instead! But I don't have the money yet.
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On Joining Sofi's School Picnic:
If it is not for Sofi, I don't think I would enjoy an outdoor activity with the crowds. But this is special, it was her first picnic with her school (and I promised I wouldn't be my parents - so I'm making an effort). Thank God my brother was there to accompany me, then also my sister and his husband as well or I don't know how would I survive it.
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Suffering:
I think I'm dwelling well, the right amount of sadness, the right amount of grief, the right amount of stress, the right amount of effort to keep on moving to cope, the right amount of study and reading to distract, the right amount of isolation and the right amount of socialization.
I'm suffering, but I'm managing it. I don't know how I do it, but every day is another challenging day to endure. I know this will pass and I know it's going to be okay.
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