Thinking...
Today seems like a great day for being nostalgic. I've warmed up with tea and am typing away in my comfy black chair. It reminds me of a few years ago, in our small house in New Jersey, when Mama and I were watching random variety shows and indulging on various chocolates. Papa was working night shifts back then, so usually it was just me, Mama, and Fatiha.
I liked those times. Silence with Papa is uncomfortable, but silence with Mama is alright. I loved sitting around that old couch of ours, wrapped up in blankets and watching TV together on a cold Winter's day.
We don't do that anymore though. Everyone's too "busy".
I liked those times. Silence with Papa is uncomfortable, but silence with Mama is alright. I loved sitting around that old couch of ours, wrapped up in blankets and watching TV together on a cold Winter's day.
We don't do that anymore though. Everyone's too "busy".