A perfectly normal Saturday.
The sit at home,lazy weekend kind
Lounging by the chair, meals shared, family for company with actual conversations
No disputes,no snipes, no tantrums
Nothing short of a perfect day.
The kind of good day,I’ve always WISHED for since forever.
Yet.
Spent
an hour planning my funeral.
stealing a couple of moments to take a couple of breathers
And an entire day waiting for everything to crumble.
Just why are you like this, ranjaniy?
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