A catalogue of a neurotic masochistic middle-aged woman's sorrow, stupidity and self-indulgence. Why I do this to myself is the perennial question. Yes I must be a masochist.
Sunday, 27 December 2015
Missing you
I'm at the new Ayurveda centre to visit friends. It's quite nice. Even coming here reminds me of you. That you came with me to take my ghee. It was nice of you.
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