Well, it’s my third day at HOME and so much happened already. It’s so fun, and yet tiring. I can hardly write this cos I’ve fallen enough times and have like a gazillion bruises. ha!
Anyhow, here’s wishing all my readers a very happy and prosperous eid. Lets remember those times when we used to give real cards to each other and have 5 different frocks for the 5 eid holidays. Those were the days, man!
Being here makes me happy, cause everyone knows me, and I can be me. I don’t have to pretend anything and I have fun. Also cos I can have this horrible tan and still people would talk to me. That’s the beauty of coming from a small town.
So, what’s your small town story?