Ramadan destroyes my good routines. Today I woke up 09.15 AM, but somehow fell asleep again and woke up 12.30 PM. I don`t like waking up that late at all. Let`s just say thank God it`s summer and vacation. We have some of the longest fasts in the world, as we break our fast about 22.40 now. Since there`s not that much space between Iftari (when we break our fast) and Sehri (“pre-dawn meal, the meal we have before we start our next fast) I don`t sleep between these two meals, but stay up instead. I eat Sehri early and go to bed between 1.30 and 3 AM. Also, maybe it`s just me, but even though I fast for about 20 hours, I don`t feel that hungry when I break my fast. Some people think that`s insane, but I prefer to think I`m just not the kind of person to starve (at least not yet). 😉
Apart from fasting and sleeping I`ve been reading a book about Norwegian-Pakistanis, and yesterday I started a book about anorexia. The writer is a quite well-known journalist and social activist here in Norway. She had anorexia for several years, and she shares her story. I`ve just started it, so I can`t say that much about it, apart from that it`s an impressive book written by a strong person.