Pancakes in bed

Its one of those days where you feel like eating pancakes in bed.

Some days, caught between that tiny space and time, i have all this jargons of words waiting to be scribbled down and share upon but after awhile, it disappears and it is sort of a let down because trust me, literature works best when you are sunk, wrapped and dipped in it. Doesn't it feel like i just described food?

So i've been immersing myself in articles, books and sight seeing with Faisal around town this couple of sleeps. My one and only brother, spoilt as a baby, still tries and help me out with house chores and that is where he finds great achievement and never fails to brag about it.

I dont believe i ever miss my long hair. With a much, much shorter bob this time, i am ready to take over the world. Have a great week ahead homo sapiens.