I'm tired. I'm drained.

But who to blame? Only myself.

I'm caught up. Caught up with the dunya. Trying to fill the void with the dunya. Which of course, can't and won't be filled by junk.

I'm sick. My heart is sick.

Alhamdulillah that Allah tests me time and time again, for if I were not, certainly I would be lost.

I forget and forget. Allah gives and forgives. I forget and forget.

I need to find a happy place. I need to pray.