Recovery seems like a long road. I don’t really want to talk about this at the moment. Nothing feels more depressing than not being able to eat. I was/am still hungry for a week. But I had stitches taken out today. So now at least I regained mobility in my jaw. My eating speed is still slow. Like I literally chew my food instead of gobbling it down.
You guys know what this means. I feel dead. Rushing through the entire Saturday. But I managed to groom myself and rush like mad to my cousin’s wedding. And now, I am home. Procrastinating about packing. I haven’t even finished unpacking from my previous trip... I guess, I’ll just throw the work clothes in and call it a day. #laziestpacker Also, I travel crazy light. So I don’t get it when girls say they don’t have enough luggage allowance...
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