4 Ramadhan, 1442
It's getting easier - at least, that is, in terms of the physical effects of the fast. The general grunginess I've been feeling in the final hours of the afternoon has gradually eased. I've experienced this before, but didn't take for granted it would happen, so I'm delighted things are going in that direction.
What doesn't get easier, though, is the battle to find my better self. He's in there somewhere, and occasionally emerges, but I'm always afraid the inferior version will forgetfully subdue him. I just need to remind myself to keep watch, keep trying, keep patient.
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