I wish I could freeze this moment.
Smiles dripping into laughter, too giddy to write this moment into eternal existence, singing myself hoarse over and above the lead’s voice as the old song blasts from my phone’s speakers.
“In dino, dil mera, mujhse hai keh raha.. Tu khwaab sajaa.. tu jee le zara..“
“These days, my heart keeps telling me.. adorn yourself with dreams.. and live a little..”
And I do.
I fear I might be getting addicted to blogging.
Not in a fun, creative way but as a source of validation or as a hideout where I can pretend to be engaged in a worthwhile endeavour while shirking work because I cannot seem to bring myself to do anything anymore.
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I do not understand what exactly it is that’s driving me to sleep so much – physical exhaustion or mental stress. I love to sleep, always have. But this is different. I find myself incapable of working, incapable of staying up to do anything.
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