I don’t know what it is about. It’s just. I woke up with a nightmare kinda thing. No, nobody died but it was something about P. I did something that made her cry. Making her cry was not a bad thing but what I did that made her cry is bad. I can’t remember it but I did something bad.

And then I woke and the first thought was “Fuck, Himra ko message kerna hain”. I dropped a bunch of texts yesterday but I couldn’t reply cuz I was busy with Estillo’s work, posting, and ads wala. And after coming home, I was busy with my sisters and their kids. Didn’t get time at all.

Now, I feel like there’s a lot of work left in the office but I don’t think that’s the case. Yes, lots of work is left on Lantern but that isn’t my responsibility.

In the bathroom, bohot saare baal jhade. Aisa hairloss hota raha toh fucking baal he nahi rahenge yaar. This ruined my morning a little bit too.

Haven’t posted anything on growthfully yours since the break.

A was disappointed that ads on Estillo weren’t started. I was pretty tired too yesterday, don’t know why.

I feel like I’m taking too much pressure in the office.