one k comes as the other k goes

For the past few weeks the mere thought of writing in this book has made me anxious. There was so much going on and I had little inclination to write. I don’t understand why. So I’ll share some of the highlights of my days here.

yousef, bader and khaled at the airport on august 9th. the hardest part of this night was driving k’s best friend bader home

balloons in a garbage skip. i saw this this morning on my way to the supermarket. it didn’t make sense to me but it was somewhat cute.














