I've been a little worried about A so I called him up. He says he is fine.
It's clear in my head-- we have broken up. That makes me very sad.
He is one person I will always love wholeheartedly. He is a really sweet humanbeing and such a cute person.
It's been raining cats and dogs. It's pouring vehemently. As if the heavens have a point to make.
I have a bunch of tasks to complete today and to mind my smoking. Krao has been asking me to take a particular injection. Let's see.
I've been bumping into a certain A Mo on the road. He is a decent guy. It's good to make friends.
When I'd gone to the bank recently a certain banker Ba Al started hitting on me.
What culture is this. I don't think I'm particularly beautiful but men seem to be drawn somehow. I'm seriously not looking for anyone.
I wish Arun and I could be on friendlier terms. I'll always love this man. It seems to me that there will be noone after him. What's his situation like?
I am grateful for:
The money I have.
The opportunities in my life.
Love.
My parents.
For Arun's existence.
My sweet cute brother.
My friends.
For this wonderful noble life.
I am feeling:
A tinge of grief at having lost my Arun.
Determined to perform.
Eager to get a good job.
Happy that life is good and that I have a supportive family.
Loving.
Sentimental.
Singing the Arun Arun Arun song in my head.
This grief shall pass. I know life looking ahead is good.
I have a test to give today.
Now I'll sit and do some Pranayam and meditation and chanting, then yoga, then start my day.
Last night I fell asleep rather late.
Love,
Me.
11.18 am
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