Word Vomit

I've been wanting to blog in Arabic, but it's so hard! Full-stops and exclamation marks automatically go the beginning of the sentence, the punctuation becomes messed up and really annoying to my eye! Uuuuuugh!

I give up on all the things I would fight for. Because I'm tired. I just want to live, and breathe.

I could just try to make the best out of being at home all the time.

And peacefully.

I'm beginning to succeed in creating a world for me in my head. The imagination. And I can smile with absolutely no reason, and nod with understanding eyes to dad and say 7ader every two seconds while I'm actually thinking whether or not this and that theory applies to the "notion" of memory in Memento .

I think I'm happier this way. Not exactly happier, it takes a lot of energy to be completely absent from the person talking in front of you, but I'm not sorry. If I don't think certain amount of minutes are worth it doing this certain thing, I'm free to do something else in my mind.