I have this habit that has lately been getting on my nerves and when it does I tend to cuss in Arabic but not out loud.
So when something isn’t working out or not stimulating me anymore or whatever
the case is I right away write “The End” not really taking into consideration
that maybe I am the boring one or I am the cause for not allowing it to work. I
do know what I want, but sometimes it takes a couple of chapters to realize
what’s being offered. I am not the type that regrets my actions but I do
question them a lot. I recently tried to change a scenario, I myself drew but I
failed. I am hurt and disappointed, but what’s weird is that deep down I know
that it wasn’t my scene. When you grow feelings, hopes and a look into the
future, you tend to become blinded. My situation was brief, but I am talking in
general. It took two strangers I met and a spontaneous night out to allow me to
realize what was really going on. When I was asked about my last relationship,
I questioned myself was it a relationship? My last one was a bunch of messages,
videos, images and calls. But I did have feelings and cared tremendously, I
still do. But is that really a relationship? I mean you can have that with
several people no? One in a different country and who would know? Btw word of
mouth is a beast #justsaying. In this modern world people communicate more but
the communication is less. Now it’s about how many exclamation points or hearts
you invest in a message. I love you or I love YOU!!!!! Do the math, I am sure to
most the second one appeals more. Ok let’s do another one, Hey, How are you? Or
hey you!!!! How are you?:) anyways
I miss laure’s cooking and I will leave you with this : remember memories but
know that what’s important is what went in and what came out.
Some make Bad Habits look pretty
Take me to Lebanon
MK
