July 8th

Time is passing so fast now. I am in Seattle. I live here. I still can't believe it. I know that these memories I am making now will stay with me for very long, will be imprinted in my inner self softly, like a wind. Nice capoeira evenings, it's warm colder outside, but you are hot. Nice great feeling

walking to work, so close and so nice. These nice uwajimaya. And nice pioneer square. I feel that there are a lot of sweetest memories to make in this city.

Because it is middle of summer, and summer of my thirties, summer of this year, I need to hurry up with my birthday plans, always hard to plan, but I am responsible for my birthday. The day is so important to me.

Second, I need to plan for my sf trip. I would like to lovely reconnect with my folks in SF, plus get feeling for the job.

Most importantly, I need to finish my worry-less just joy time. I will get my things together. I promise this Sunday, I will have tremendous fun this weekend, and will make good routine for future developments.

Today and tomorrow are quite unclear to me. I will travel to the coffee shop now. I will like it. I will sit and read the economist, then I hope Bryan will take me to the Muslim restaurant, and I will have dates :)

Tomorrow I will come and spend day cooking nicely at Bryan's and then sleeping, and then super nicely praying. Day of prayers and day of good deeds.

I really miss my Z. I wish I could share this happiness I am in with him. My prosperity, my good meaningful relaxing life. I wish he would work less. he would enjoy this work. Maybe he could learn programming, and come here nicely.

So now I am going to go the store, and at night I am going to enjoy my time so nicely. So lovely.

I had a night alone in my living room. and it was fantastic. It was freshly cold, sleeping experience was superb. I am looking forward to this.

On Sunday I am going to mestre's birthday. It is going to be fun. I would like to make my life more meaningful, and more forward skill, opportunity, and better life towards. So I promise:

1. On Saturday I will pray, pray, pray, cook, and make good deeds.

2. On Sunday, I will write an essay to my Sarah, and send her email laying out the plan.

Thank you diary, thank you Allah, for making it all clear and good.