I'm still Noi-less, but she's on her way back. Breaking the fast without her is very strange. Nenek remains the same.
I took a taxi to work (very expensive) and took a bus back home (a long but interesting journey. I'd expected to read but found myself enjoying just staring out of the window.)
People tend to associate religion with belief. I don't think this is very useful. Religion is more sensibly associated with practice. It's something you do. In this light carrying out the fast is making a journey into the self. Making sense of the journey is the tricky part, not arriving at a destination (which is nowhere and never, anyway.)
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