verses read: Psalm 94
Didn’t get up to jog, will try again tomorrow! Instead, I woke up at
I’m tempted to take that last sentence “it wasn’t fun” and decompose it into pronoun and verb group and all; but I shan’t. Seems like after one month of English grammar lessons, I have forgotten how epsilon and delta look like. Occupational hazard.
Met someone today, someone I have wanted to meet since the events last year. “How do you overcome such pain and hurt”, I wanted to ask. Apparently even after two years, the pain can still be there. I’ve only heard one side of the story, the “happy” side. But the sad side, I never heard till a few weeks before, and now that I’ve met him, there seems to be some common bond.
