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the reality of why we enjoy holidays so much is because there is an ending, at some point we have to go home and get back to our normal lives, our boring 9 to 5 jobs so every day we spend in paradise we make an effort to live that day to the fullest and here i am, honeymoon At a five-star resort, in the Maldives with the love of my life, also day 53 of isolation and I guess you can say the “honeymoon period” is ending soon... except it isn’t and spending every waking moment with “the love of my life” is driving me crazy, except it isn’t either because we can’t drive anywhere because we’re stuck on an island, unable to leave so. Even if we did have a car... haha, you get the picture, the beautiful sea has turned to bars trapping us on this island, the morning breeze has become suffocating and the staff waiting on us hand and foot are starting to look a lot like guards. In conclusion this garden of Eden has turned into a Alcatraz and worst of all the man I am meant to spend the rest of my life with is undeniably the most annoying man to ever walk this planet. you think you love someone but then you’re told that all planes and ships have been grounded, the truth is that we don’t spend enough time to know if we truly love them. we don’t spend enough time to know if we’re truly ready for marriage. hmm, it’s sad isn’t it? this honeymoon has gone from bad to worst...
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