This story is hard to begin, probably because this has only happened to me one other time in my life. I was 17 and having sushi alone in a seedy cube of a ‘restaurant’ wedged between a hairdresser and a neighbourhood gynaecologist. Back then, I had only been just introduced to her for a brief […]
For years I never understood this statement. Even when I was back in school, I would proclaim to my weary parents that I, and I alone, would embark on the magnificent one-man-project-work-show. I was arrogant enough – even when I was 7 and tiny – to somehow know that my groupmates would screw up the project work […]
I’m about to commit storage suicide – Someone better stop me. Warning: Long half-rant, half-actual article ahead
I was in my Grabhitch this morning, making absolutely no attempt to converse with my regular driver. He’s nice enough and has endured my lateness on more than one occasion. Still, I didn’t have the patience to make conversation at 8 in the morning, especially when he was one who favoured monosyllabic replies.
Having a regular routine keeps me structured and calm. I discovered this during my last year of University that being neat and organised actually helped me gather my thoughts better – from planners to task apps and lists galore – I’ve done it all.