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Me: habibi shou b7ebak
Husband: Wayno? (Referring to our cat)
Me: I was actually talking to you
Husband: An
I made an overnight yogurt chia bowl for breakfast. I feel like I'm such an accomplished human being.
Approaching my mid thirties, and deciding that I want to dedicate the rest of this decade more to my family and less to my career. Truth, careerists have made me sick, and I don't think I can be one.
Less things to own,
Less things to clean,
Less things to take care of,
Less responsibility,
Less stress.
One of the best things you can do for yourself in this life is to accept the phase of life you are in right now.
I find it strange that some men decide to get married and have kids without actually wanting to be husbands and fathers. It is astounding how often people ask me, “Where is your daughter?” when I am at the gym or out alone, as if the other parent does not exist. How sad.
I am the orphan
Who wrote a story
That was buried
Among many
Adopted by my own will to hold on
To a life I knew would be
Of my own making
Teaching myself
what I had wished to be taught
I sing to my own shadows
As I swing in between what's there
And what I long for
Visiting Lebanon after having a baby = Day drinking at home and inviting people over because my daughter has a tantrum every time I go out. Also, anxiously monitoring the news.
The last time I went to Lebanon was in Dec 2023. This is the longest I've ever been away from home, and I miss it so much.
I sit under the tree
Waiting for the feeling to pass
The lights around it
Look better from afar,
I think
I brush away the guilt I feel
But it grows
And every present I open
Is a memory
I wish to bury.



