“The strange thing is about living with a chronic illness you adapt to feeling unwell for so long you forget what good health actually feels like you forget there’s a version of life that exists beyond your condition.”
أنا لا أنساكِ فلسطينُ
ويشدُّ يشدُّ بِيَ البُعدُ
أنا في أفْيائِكِ نِسرينُ
أنا زهرُ الشوكِ أنا الوردُ
سَنَدُكُّ نَدُكُّ الأسوارا
نَسْتَلْهِمُ ذاكَ الغارْ
ونعيدُ إلى الدارِ الدارا
نمحو بالنارِ النارْ
فَلْتَصْدَعْ، فَلْتَصْدَعْ
أبواقٌ أجراسٌ تُقْرَعْ
قد جُنَّ دَمُ الأحرارْ
“Most people are going to events that they don’t even want to go to. They are hanging around people that they don’t want to hang around. and then we are wondering why we are socially anxious”This applies to me too 😬
Hoping for everything to fall into place.
For time to be kinder. For distance to no longer exist, becoming better along the way. Wishing time would hurry, so everything would finally be where it’s meant to be.