Today is the last day of 2018. I don't know why I am making such a big deal. I always fall asleep before midnight anyway. But with the week that I have been having, I may actually be awake... but probably in the midst of making sense of that final paragraph, re-reading it at least… Continue reading Most definitely my last post of 2018… I think ;)
Well, maybe. Mr. Rafia has been on my case to change my previous layout, because as he said: it was ugly and boring. See for yourself: I personally found it to be minimalist and somewhat tongue-in-cheek. But really, it was a last minute attempt to put something new up because I was getting sick of… Continue reading Site update: A new layout for the new year!
In exactly one month, it will be my three-year wedding anniversary. But it's been only three years? Really? Why does it feel like Mr. Rafia and I have been married for longer? Is it because when I reflect on where I was before getting married, I cannot recognize who I was and who I have… Continue reading Trips back home, “holiday” eating, and back to life, back to lality.
I realize the word "high" and pairing it with anything Islamic is kind of contradictory. Getting high is kind of completely antithetical to Islam. Ecstasy is no better. Maybe spiritual elevation? I don't know. It's not succinct though. And as a writer, I like my titles to be as succinct as possible. Although most of… Continue reading That Post-Hajj High
I was nervous. I hadn't even exercised in the past three weeks. I was sick for two of them and busy and/or recovering for one. But I had signed up (and paid!) for it weeks in advance, so I really had no choice. I was going to run jog this 5K whether I was ready… Continue reading I did it! My second 5K and I’m still alive!