﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title> The Caller: Midnight or after</title><link>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/Midnight_or_after/</link><description>It is an invitation to approach the core of your heart..</description><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 08:50:19 GMT</pubDate><copyright>Copyright 2008 Rasha</copyright><generator>jeeran RSSGenerator v1.0</generator><image><url>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/photos/profile_t.jpg</url><title> The Caller: Midnight_or_after</title><link>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/Midnight_or_after/</link></image><item><title>Decision</title><link>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/archive/2008/5/555997.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">555997</guid><description>&lt;DIV&gt;I've been stronger lately...I manage through the night without crying, I stop memories from aching me and i keep my distance from every trace of it.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;Although i have more time now to wallow in sadness and regret all i want.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;I remember few months ago when i was working 14 hours a day minimum yet i couldn't get it off of my head day and night...drives to and from work witnessed lots of tears and heartache.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's the decision i made without even stating it loud and clear in my mind...I don't want to have anyone or anything in my life except for my work and kids.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;I don't know if it's possible to decide such a thing...but i did.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;Years ago i was sad over a failed marriage...after that i was aching for never having the love I've always dreamt about, the emptiness killed me...then i was given what i strived for and the feeling was beyond my wildest dreams that it blinded me to a disastrous situation and i ended up shattered.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;I guess i learned...and may be I've had enough and that's why i don't want anything of that kind anymore.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;what's left is some traces here and there that showers me with mixed feelings- like the feelings I'm having now- yet time passes by and I manage to distract myself pretty well.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's skill i wish i had before...when to focus and when to loose it when i need to.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's hard, hard to look the other way when voices, flags and hands grab your attention their way...it's hard to stop LIVE memories from weakening your will...hard to choose not to access a wide opened door...hard to stop every song or piece of music the minute it starts cause u know it's gonna hurt.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;Hard, but will be done!&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;and tomorrow will be a new day Inshallah.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;Good night.&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt;
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&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt;</description><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 00:17:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/archive/2008/5/555997.html#comments</comments><author>Rasha&lt;aroza@msn.com&gt;</author><category domain="http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/Midnight_or_after/">Midnight or after</category><category domain="http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/New_Phase/">New Phase</category><category domain="http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/من_بعيد/">من بعيد</category></item></channel></rss>