Broken Keys

Broken keys. 

Broken keys off my keyboard, spillage. Disaster.

Space bar won't go back on, Neither would I for the while until I did. Now even the alt doesn't work.

Broken key into the front door. Same tweezer used to snail it out, the one I used for the keyboard.

Tea, stupidity, fuses, lights, money all of it just a whirlwind right now.

2.5 minutes to on the way in, thought they'd begin Fajr at the point of me starting the 2nd rakaat of Sunnah. Turns out I started 2nd Rakaat of the Jamaat, Wudhu, diversion.

Allah has his own plans. I cannot predict anything. I don't forsee anything anymore.

I feel more humbled knowing I am full of weakness, inability, confusion and that I am just a nobody.