"He would learn that there are wounds
that time could not heal,
only reduced to a manageable size."
- The Art of Hearing Heartbeats
In the midst of yet another book
In all honesty I picked it up cause the cover was stunning but then the contents itself is proving that regardless of cover, this is a book that I would have picked either ways. Train rides to and from work is the only time I can manage a read now. Sad, but in a sense good as well. At least I won't plough through this like I usually do with my other books.
Personal time feels so limited now with work and me giving tuition at the same time. Suddenly it's like I only have the weekends to myself (not really either considering tuition are on weekends) now why does that sound so oddly sad? Haixx.
Speaking of work, Chris has been sick for 4 days straight and hasn't been coming to work. Good news is she's coming back tomorrow, bad news is it might be my turn to be absent soon.... I got me the sick virus that's been spreading around sigh pie :( need a miracle recovery to keep up with all the events I have over the next 4 days. Funny how when things are quiet, life gets really boring. But the moment I'm busy, I'm always packed FULL back to back almost every day?!?!?! What logic is this even?
Either ways I need to get better FAST. Miracle healing lady/dude (if you exist) please let me recover FAST FAST. PLEASEEE
oh and I just realized that I have Ellie Goulding's Beating Heart on replay mode while I've been reading The Art of Hearing Heartbeats and writing this tonight. How coincidentally apt heh
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