Unsuccessful day at the 'Internet cafe.'
Although dinner tonight was delicious. Homemade spaghetti and the tomatoes were cooked just right.
Today was pleasant. We went to the market. To the supermarket and I tried to convey the enviable moments in the life that we now lived. I'm only hoping that they were transferred along.
Sometimes it is lovely to be here. Sometimes it is not.
Sometimes it just needs a good drink and others it needs a sober mind.
It is no different than any other place except tht this place is not familiar to me and so I feel outcasted and alien.
Two states of which I hate to be settled in.
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