Boba tea

Got up with a bitter taste of last night. My father with alcohol out of his system acted sweet repeating the never ending cycle of abuse and forgetting about it the next morning.

Dullness crept into the afternoon, but got a sweet message from my tutor and a kind lecturer to whom I had given Diwali present before coming here. Made me feel acknowleged. I have got the email opening anxiety, so much so that I have not been able to open my inbox since past week.

The day ended with a cute boy coming to the house. We played hide-n-seek and had this boba tea to feel happy. He was quite excited with the pearls bursting in his mouth. Joys of childhood?!