Days are going on. They have to keep going on, anyway. These days might be the most boring of my life…..I"m eagerly waiting for this Shawan month to end. Actually, I’m involving with too many people these days and it’s dang annoying for me, a recluse. And also, there’s no sign of abatement about my decreasing body weight and I’m only getting more emaciated. Who cares!. I’m not gonna care it. I don’t give a f**k. Here’s a concern for survival. Not about body…Concerns about killing starvation…not anything else than this.