on seeing my self as a canvas
I am not sure why, but I don’t have much interest in life. I have been this way for as long as I can remember, though I am not sure if my…
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I am not sure why, but I don’t have much interest in life. I have been this way for as long as I can remember, though I am not sure if my…
One of the hardest things to do in life is to meet people where they are. As I was typing this, I realised the concept of being at a place may be a little…
There was this day when suddenly I felt guilty for reading. It felt like a guilty pleasure: something so idle, so static, like I was not doing anything productive or creative. After…
The other day I was reading a book on “How to Take Smart Notes“, what I was really fascinated with wasn’t the note taking system itself, but the story about the person…
I used to obsess about writing these every year. But this year I felt an indifference. Is it age? That I feel the choice to end and start a year overnight on…