Traffic Jam

 Traffic jam got the best of me today

I felt cheated by Google Maps because they didnt give accurate timing. What was supposed to give me faster reach time of 4 minutes gave me bad traffic for 20 minutes.

It triggered a lot of bad memories.

And my daughter fell asleep.

I felt so guilty and lonely.

I didnt wish for me to get back to him.

I just wished she didnt have to endure all this.

All I wanted was to have a peaceful life.

I am scared too.

Monday was okay even if there was school. But somehow when it went to Ramadhan the traffic got really bad. Was I suppose to go out late? I dont think so. Maybe if I go earlier or just endure 10 more minutes it might be okay.

Ya Allah give me strength.

Ya Allah permudahkan.

I am so scared and sad and lonely.

Please help me endure this.

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