I somehow convinced myself that today was our tenth day of fasting this morning, only realising I was wrong when I checked the date on the Islamic calendar. So we're more than a third of the way through the fast, and it's become enough of a routine for me to lose count of the days spent under happy restraint.
Mind you, it still felt more than a bit special when I broke the fast, this time on the sidelines at a basketball game. A first time ever to cheerfully remember.
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