I can hardly believe there's only eleven days left. Like I mentioned to some friends after the first week, I'm not going to complain when I can eat and drink in the light, but I'm going to miss Ramadan.
I've got a cold, or some sort of nasty allergy flare up which is making some of the days a little more intense w/ nausea issues, but all in all, it's not much different. I'm not sure if I've been able to completely flip the "I'm hungry, vs. My body is hungry" switch, but even fighting this cold is at least disassociated from my moment to moment thoughts.
Keeping up with school isn't so bad, but my sleep schedule needs a little help. I seem to swing between too much or not enough. I'll be glad for a little more normalcy when it comes, though I certainly have no complaints about the extra prayers @ night.
I read today that breaking the fast is akin to meeting God - alhamdulillah, it is certainly special.
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