husena. tall. talkative. troublemaker.

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and as i lay on my back in bed last night, staring blankly into the dark space around me, i thought. 2 minutes later, i turned to my side into a fetal position, hugging kitty katty with all my might, and i found myself sobbing myself to sleep. i still dont know why i was crying. i'm not depressed, i'm not ungrateful. i guess i just needed to cry a little, since i haven't in a while.

crying it out is supposed to make you feel better. but i have never felt better after crying, about anything. i've simply felt worse.

2 days ago, my bb buzzed with an email from mummy. it was a photo of nanima. if i remember correctly, it's been close to 2 and a half years since nanima passed away. but that fateful day is still etched in my mind, clear as day. and that photo just brought it all back, i felt myself tear.

they say death is part and parcel of life. the people who say it obviously havent had experience with it themselves.

i miss you nanima, i still do. so very, very much.