Honestly, it was. You can even skip reading this today if you want – I won’t be disappointed or hurt or feel rejected or anything.
We had bread and jam for breakfast, which I’m starting to think is Fahim’s favorite food. Me, well, I don’t do well with wheat, so I’m looking for non-wheat alternatives. And in the land of rice, it shouldn’t be too hard.
There were worms in our garbage again. But I’m beginning to resign myself to that likelihood while at the same time trying to find a way to discourage them from even existing.
And I wrote a whole bunch.
And guess what? That’s pretty much it.
