I’m alive! I made it! And now that I’ve got iftar, dinner and two cups of tea nicely tucked in, I’m ready to work out, pray Tarawih, read Qur’an and then decorate a mess of gingerbread cookies.
Adimittedly, I did have an unscheduled snooze on the sofa when no one was looking, and I had to wake up when they found me. Which was alright, because by then it had been half an hour of me curled up and cold, dreaming wintery and unpleasant dreams. (The window was open)
Right, so back to productivity.
Abez, over and out.
