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I failed to experience anything apart from my proj

I failed to experience anything apart from my projects. Pen, paper, optical mouse and some other stuffs has become my comrades for this period of time. All my plans are turning like paper boat in water. Engagement with particular may kindle your aggressiveness. Meditation is really helping me to abate my such emotions. It has become my favorite thing in the morning. Nothing hammy happened in past days that can be reminisced later. We welcomed a new neighbour. Though her language is different but sounds melodious. Her balcony is in front of my room. She always talks in high pitch. It echos in my room. She is friendly and adorable but that will not help me anyway. 
In some instance the heart tells me to pack up but the mighty commander, the mind is ready to give up my time for my tasks. My days are ending with engrossing glee from tiny moments of bliss. Like putting off the Internet when my brother is in middle of his pubg game. Letting mother braiding my hair with ribbons. Listening to father's briefing of outer world. 
Past dismal events really overpowered my optimistic side. Hope is still alive but the happiness is vacillating. Still I am anticipating the affirmative outcomes. Escaping is out of question now. No, not we from Mr. Stranger. But the opposite. Hope for best. #mylockdownweekdiary
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I failed to experience anything apart from my projects. Pen, paper, optical mouse and some other stuffs has become my comrades for this period of time. All my plans are turning like paper boat in water. Engagement with particular may kindle your aggressiveness. Meditation is really helping me to abate my such emotions. It has become my favorite thing in the morning. Nothing hammy happened in past days that can be reminisced later. We welcomed a new neighbour. Though her language is different but sounds melodious. Her balcony is in front of my room. She always talks in high pitch. It echos in my room. She is friendly and adorable but that will not help me anyway. 
In some instance the heart tells me to pack up but the mighty commander, the mind is ready to give up my time for my tasks. My days are ending with engrossing glee from tiny moments of bliss. Like putting off the Internet when my brother is in middle of his pubg game. Letting mother braiding my hair with ribbons. Listening to father's briefing of outer world. 
Past dismal events really overpowered my optimistic side. Hope is still alive but the happiness is vacillating. Still I am anticipating the affirmative outcomes. Escaping is out of question now. No, not we from Mr. Stranger. But the opposite. Hope for best. #mylockdownweekdiary
Write your #lockdowndiary for #day42lockdown  #YourQuoteAndMine
Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqbaba
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Escaping is out of question now. No, not we from Mr. Stranger. But the opposite. Hope for best. #mylockdownweekdiary Write your #lockdowndiary for #day42lockdown #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqbaba