Journal 29.5.2023 10.54 am

 Dear Journal,

Last night in the car Sady popped a pill. I asked her if everything is alright. I was admonished by Bu for being curious.

I also kept thinking about the times Ma has complained about me to strangers. It makes me feel slightly sad to be bitched about.

I am sitting in office. I have to work on the Shilpa summer look post.

I have nary a thought in my head. I am calm as the summer breeze.

I think I'll finish the Shilpa summer look post and work on some personal writing.

Some of my old pics on Insta show me as thin as a reed with sunken eyes.

I look forward to Bu's wedding.

Love,

Me.

I am grateful for this beautiful wonderful day. The day is full.

I am grateful for my job.

I am grateful for my colleagues.

I am grateful for this beautiful life.

I am grateful for my inner beauty.

I am grateful for my outer beauty.

I am grateful for this dress I'm wearing, gifted by JD and gang.

I am grateful for this wonderful chappal.

I am grateful for air.

I am grateful for water. It nourishes me.

I am grateful for my phone.

I am happy that I write this journal.

I am happy to be alive.

I am happy for coffee.

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