- i am resurrecting the macbook, glancing at past conversations with E.
- finished binge-watching mr robot over the weekend. thank you quarantine, but i don’t want to go through this blackhole again.
- it was in this moment she realized that his best memories are those with her, and for her it was those without him.
- started reading benedict anderson.
- therapy sessions online. there are no longer boundaries between work, the private life, the married life, the other lives. all is blurred, and what is left is the small conversations between the lines.
- dread was what is felt, now it has begun to be complacent.
- the words, “i could’ve made it on my own” – his, not hers, on obtaining the green light of his certification back home, to be accepted, divorced from the past, solidified his desires wanting to be independent, apart from her. ok then.
- looking through old photos with n, of her life ‘back then’ in egypt, how strange and distant this one life from another.
- 6” inch round baking tray – the perfect size for making cake that’s not too much, pretty, and satisfying.
- strange how the narration of ones own life, of the same event, are vastly different from two different perspectives.
- time to read kundera again.
perkaraperkara 