89 of 100 Happy Days: Four-Day Weekend

Having a whole four-day weekend really helped get some sense back. Positivity,  though not impossible to find, can be hard to maintain when you’re constantly feeling exhausted.


Reminds me of Alice in Wonderland

But things seem to be getting back on track. Went to Lake Gardens on my own just because I can. Somehow being a tourist in my own country, seeing new things is the familiar, can be stimulating.

80 of 100 Happy Days: Sunday

Weekends are sacred to me now. It’s really the only time I can plan to meet anyone.


And of course, alone time is crucial. There is nothing quite like coaxing your mind to sleep with a book. Like old times.