Post #451697

@Sarah_InStitches @aral @fabio @BarbarosBlack @nemo @davidculley @nia That means no food, no sleep, no internet… no life. No life at all.I remember my home — how I used to move from one cozy couch to another, sipping tea or cinnamon milk, wrapped in a warm wool blanket, enjoying a traditional lamb maqluba meal. All of this now breaks my heart. I’m sorry that my story is long — but honestly, it hasn’t ended. And it won’t end anytime soon.