Tag Archives: Time

Sundowns of Summer

25 Jun

Even more excruciating than the summer heat was the wait for the dusks that took almost forever to come. For she desired nothing more than to experience the wave of silence that washed over the city as the sunk began to sink, to feel that time is after all, unstill and constantly changing.

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Goodbyes and Routines

8 Aug

I barely had time to spend with the fish we got for my store when we came back the next morning to find them dead. That was sad. I was so excited about them.

Then my roommate and best friend from college announced that she is leaving back to Germany tomorrow, and that just added to it all. I don’t even think we will ever see each other again, yet we always thought we would get together every summer, that we would always keep in touch.

Life happens. You drift apart. And you’re left with the bittersweet memories of when you were each other’s rock through the drama of life. Even when you do reunite for a weekend, it’s like what I have found, is there is so much you had to tell them that you end up telling nothing. We all had been so busy with work and whatever else, I guess there will never be enough time to catch up. At least not with all of them.

And then I noticed I am separating myself from my colleagues too. They go on to tease me calling me a loner and that I have no life cuz I choose to stay in bed and take as many naps as I can instead of going out and doing something on my days off.

Yeah, working long hours during the week and then chores over the weekends take up a lot of life. I don’t necessarily feel it’s empty, and I definitely don’t feel it’s complete either. I tried to motivate myself to study the other day, but I was so mentally exhausted I couldn’t even concentrate.

And then I remember 4 years ago today, I had broken my arm in this accident which I would classify as an adventure I wouldn’t mind living again.

Maybe I can start to hate this date. The only other significant event today is the fact that I turn 24 according to the Arabic calendar, Hijri. At sunset that is. Which means only 9 to 10 more days of fasting, and I could barely keep them all.

But maybe I am just super tired and starving because my head has started to spin and I am waiting on the clock to be able to open my fast. For now, I shall probably just try and not crash while I am cooking. These early bedtimes, by 10PM have surprisingly been a blessing, which sometimes get turned into nightmares an hour or two after midnight when severe knee pains wake you up.

Yeah, this life has begun to form into the forsaken routine life I never really wanted. Maybe, like my friend, I will probably find an adventure through relocation sometime soon.