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Of Having Tranquility

Hello, lovely.
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Just googled up the word. Tranquility means a state of being tranquil or calm.
So, what makes you feel tranquil? What gives you calmness?

As for me, it is when my life is in control - things are in orders, works are done, being stress free, spiritually content.

Things do not need to fall into place just as I wish it would be, but enough to bring serenity to the mental. It would be more than wonderful to have things go my way but it does not matter as long as I have fun. I love having fun.

Having tranquillity is important to me.

My one friend and I text every now and then. Not regularly, but every time we text each other we ended up speaking of the same thing all over again. It is like the topic never bore us. This friend of mine has asked me last month, "Why do we always talk about this? Do the others speak about this too?" Honestly, I can tell. No one really talks about that anymore. Ha ha

Why do you always bring it up?
I usually have no intention of speaking about it.
Apparently, you seem to enjoy asking about people from our old days.
I still have to answer you, right?

Most of the time I do not think about our old days.

I mean, I still hang around the same circle but we talk about other things now.
Since we happen to have other friends as well.

But it's nice to remember how things used to be. Well, it's only a couple of years back. Of course, you still remember about it. You're not the only one.

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I know some of these people still oblivious to the fact that I have eczema.
You should know by fact that I do not eat seafood, cannot wear certain jewelries, and that I am allergy to most people. Cehh

There is a reason as to why I make a fuss over little scars and being sweaty,and me have to wear my watch on my right wrist.
The scar - it is because I know that it'd be there for a long time, it usually does.
The sweat - sweating for too long give me rashes.
The watch - my left wrist skin was infected really badly once I scratched till it bleed and that went on for several years some kids at school think it was disgusting.

Know what I did and still do to avoid all these to happen again? I just stop eating whatever I have allergy on, always keep a hand-sanitizer handy, and wear my watch on my right wrist and take it off when my wrist is sweaty.


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