Random 

I somehow can understand why some mums under post natum care or people who tend to stay home for too long can suffer from depression.

I think, I had stayed home to a point that I’m having dislusions. Was pooping in the master bedroom (open door) and was glancing at the window. The curtain was swaying in a shape that I thought I saw a woman looking out of the window and she is slowly turning herself towards me. I wasn’t afraid and in fact, I was anticipating it. So brave huh.

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