home, for the long weekend.
the funny thing about home is how i call it home, but every time im passed the keys to open the main door, it takes me 30 seconds to figure out which way would actually unlock it.
it never really clicked. its funny how these days the structure of the place i call home becomes more and more alien to me, and that the only thing that makes everything familiar are the people in it.
anxious, nervous, excited all at the same time.
it scares and calms me to how smooth things are going. and i guess its right when they say, that if Allah wills it, He will make it easy and not difficult.
bismillah :)
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