I really hate weekends now with a passion. I used to love them, it was a time to relax and get away from the routine of the long week, now its 2 long days that drag and are filled with nothing mostly. Being a widow lands you in a vacant place because everyone is getting …

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My Long Journey

I remember the morning I became a widow, a word I am not feeling love for, it was strangely peaceful. And strangely enough too, I didnt wail and rant when it happened, instead I glided and i am still gliding. It happened quickly, for some reason I felt the need to go into the room …

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