I just realized that now, I’m more independent than before. I can simply take a job, work, come home and there’s no one to tell me to be close to Allah by praying, not waste time in designing because it’s not related to my degree, not eat ice cream when I am cold, not join or leave any group of people because they’ll influence me blah blah blah
All that parental control is gone. With this however comes the responsibility to make money, create money, and hopefully as crony capitalism does, shit money. But earning is the only responsibility ever. In the next 10 years, my sister will be married, mom dad will be dead, and finally, I will have no responsibility in the world, but those to myself. Maybe 20year? That’s .. ironically peaceful to know! As for the wife thingie, she’ll have to earn or bring peace in life, so I can earn for the both of us. Ye friendship, situationship se ghr ni chlte Tess!
The five good things I did yesterday go as follows:
1. I completed my difficult daily tasks even before the lunch, and then proceeded to do a tad bit extra on Figma
2. I didn’t express my frustration on Manzar sab when I could have
3. I said good night to her when we ended the call on a cold note
4. I had breakfast, lunch and dinner despite it being difficult because of a hurting teeth, but this good things can be diluted by the fact that, I simply didn’t have enough money.
5. I communicated back home, thrice.
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