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Another ends and it was quite hectic. I haven't had enough time to think up something fun to write about as I spent the whole day cleaning my brother's new place. As much as I hate physical labour, I still do it anyways because i love my brother more, though he's become really weird lately.
I'm posting this here because I don'treally have anywhere else to go with my feelings. In my my previous post, I talked extensively about how religious people in my society tend to be these days, how there's a prevalent medival rationale guiding the thought process of people, well my brother epitomises this fact and while it's not necessarily been a problem for him(his lifestyle actually improved), it has been rather challenging to spend ten seconds around him.
We use to get along quite fine you see, he's 7 years older than I am but our almost identical look kinda made it difficult for even our mum to tell us apart at times; these days he's discovered Jesus and is quite frankly unbearable most times. I shouldn't be saying this and maybe I've said more than I should, but it's really weird to be around someone that's so close and yet still so far.