Fatma Loves to Draw!

Something i read this week that keeps echoing in my head..: How you do anything, is how you do everything.. .

Good morning.

I just pass by to let you know that i am well. It is just that i come to you sometimes to cry because you are one of the last spaces left for me in this world that i feel safe to be a familiar version of myself.

We move on.

The more i spend time socializing the lonelier i feel, and it scares me. I feel less and less relevant to people around me.

The Watchers

First let me say: Wow! It has been too long since i’ve felt this excited and moved watching a movie.

Yesterday morning when i sat with my dad, with him drinking red tea and me sipping my half/half instant black coffee, i had no idea i was going to rate this movie with two thumps up. I played it, and the first four minutes were just not doing it for me. So i said: no way i’m watching this movie! and i turned the tv off and went on chatting with my dad until my nephew joined us and we shifted the conversation into one that was more inclusive or should i say more age appropriate.

However, this morning and as i sat to have my breakfast i decided since i do not have anything to watch, let me give the movie The Watchers another chance. I was in a good mood because i was eating boiled eggs. (Eggs make me happy)

Anyways, fast forward to the last parts of the movie, and i apologize if i’m spoiling it for you but OMG the moment the halfling got her wings!! Omg that made the movie for me. I loved it.