Having a friend visit for no reason is one of the simple joys in life.
It was already past midnight when we noticed we have been chatting for hours.
My mother had joined us and that was also the longest time she spent with a friend of mine with me.
It was raining when I accompanied H to the station. A sad ache came upon me and I would have never spoken about it if she had not mentioned feeling the same.
It was just like me to bottle things up after all.
I ended up sleeping in my brother’s room when I got home. My mother’s ghost stories creep-ed me out.
I’m thinking about compiling them for posterity.