I woke up this morning (its hard work!) thinking black thoughts - thinking back to the time when I was in a womens shelter for the homeless and my time there. My first night which was spent on two chairs pushed together in their common room - clutching my bags, waking at every sound. Scared, unsure.... and just wondering what the hell i had done wrong to be there. Then i got a room and I spent my days at work and my evenings alone, with nothing to do, nothing to look at except blank walls.
But u know what??? I really just cannot be bothered talking or thinking about it now - whats happened has happened and life moves on. I cant keep revisiting bad old memories and questioning my part in them or feeling depressed about it.
So I am gonna attempt to just move on and say "fuck it!" :-D
"When Allah decreed the Creation He pledged Himself by writing in His book which is laid down with Him: My Mercy prevails over My Wrath" Hadith (Muslim; al-Bukhari)
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