Dear Diary,
It's Movement Control Order Day 18 (I think). I'm starting to lose the sense of week day and weekend, date and time. And I've just woke up from a 2-hour afternoon nap... Not sure if you can still define it as nap though.
This is definitely the time to feel more, considering I have my appetite satisfied every day, every meal; knowing the fact that I'm privileged and lucky. As some news these days suggested, when we have our appetite fulfilled but are forced into isolation, we human tend to think too much too. I'm so glad to be in my current situation, where an introvert like myself, can enjoy another's company, while being fully respected and fully embraced when I needed time to myself, in this 900sqft space.
So much has changed since my last blog post, which happens to be the only post from year 2019. I did think of my blog sometimes, however I found myself having less expressive thoughts. It's like I stop having things to write, to type, to express.
Gosh, I guess it is time to eat again. So long my diary, let's do this again tomorrow.
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| Praying hard for my Dive Plan in May to happen! |
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