so i finally tackled that pile of mail that’s been staring at me like a disappointed cat, only to find a 200 page booklet on how to change the address for my voter registration or whatever. like i need to run a triathlon for a vote now, and here i am just trying to remember if i paid the water bill or if that was three months ago…
so today i cleaned one tiny corner of my kitchen and convinced myself it was enough to call the whole day a success, meanwhile the rest looks like a tornado hit it. i was even kind of proud, like maybe the universe was finally rewarding my minimal effort or something...
i just spent an entire evening worrying about what to tell my parents after i got a 98 percent. yaar, matlab samjho na, they just focus on that 2 marks like it decides my whole life.
i just spent an entire evening worrying about what to tell my parents after i got a 98 percent. yaar, matlab samjho na, they just focus on that 2 marks like it decides my whole life.
sometimes i think about how i gave up my art to chase this quick cash but honestly it feels like all the creativity just evaporated with every failed trade, and now it’s like i literally do not even know who i am anymore without the hustle, which is kind of depressing when you actually think about it.