It was really just a semi-ordinary day everything was alright the weather was very icky and ucky yet i enjoyed it (mu3jeza) anyway i was on my way home, and needed to buy some sheets from a photocopying place in our college and something happened tht just suddenly clicked my mood, it made me so angry, tht i started to realize the bad weather... i had mixed imotions of sadness humiliation pittiness and most importantly rage, so i quickly went into the photocopying place cuz it so happens to be one of my favorite places, and i had to buy them sheets anyway so.. i got in there and said; "assalaamo 3alaykum" and they replied of course :'wa 3alykum assalaam wa ra7mat Allah wa barakaatuh" tht made feel much much better but apparently not enough!
i asked the gentleman for the sheets and he handed them over to me, i think it took him a while but beleive me at that time i ddnt really notice, nor mind, to tell you the truth if my brother wasnt waiting for me in the car i wldnt even mind waiting for another hour or two, who would..?! i mean imagine having an air conditioner and a peacful place wht more can one ask for except for my brother heheh :p.
anyway.. as i was saying i was numb for them total min.(s) i spent there, the man was talking to me but i ddnt seem to understand him as easily as i usually would, i had the papers in my hand i kept rolling them into tall cigarettes without feeling, and when the time had come for me to go after walking for sometime but before reaching the car i realized tht i cut myself, i caused myself one sore paper cut, tht tingled like hell, i was so mad tht i forced a paper into my hand, i cut my skin and ddnt feel a thing, i was so busy focussing on one thing tht i forgot another, all of tht lead to me hurting myself..
anger does harmful things, well not exactly anger,,no,, but occupying yourself with it and making it your priority thts wht harms most, yup it harms us and the ones around us, and all we're left with either way is pain
Situation in Libya: January 2020
5 years ago
