Journal 24.5.2024 7.19 am Friday

Dearest Journal,

For the past few days I've been feeling very sad before going to sleep. I cry thinking I can't let Arun die before me.

Does he really love me? Will he really always be true to me?

I must cast away all these negativities.

Today I am going to write my novel because I also want to make the most of my day.

It's Ma and Pa's anniversary.

I wish myself a happy day.

I think I'll forget the old concept and start something new because I'm not feeling enthusiastic about that story.

Love,

Me.

I am grateful for Ma and Pa. Their togetherness is why I am who I am.

I am grateful for Arun and all that comes with him.

I am grateful for my heroic brother. I love him so.

I am grateful for Sadhya.

I am grateful for all my eternal friends.

I am grateful for all the people I work with across the three existences.

I am grateful for all my teachers and all my students.

I am grateful for love.

I am grateful for life.

I am grateful that today's day has been won.

I am grateful for all the food I eat.

I am grateful for all the giants whose shoulders I stand on.

I am grateful that I read.

I am grateful that I write.

I am grateful for my beautiful mind.

I am grateful for my heart and soul.

I am grateful that I'm brave and bold.

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