Correct me if I’m wrong but most people like hugs. They might not be comfortable with being hugged at any time and by all kinds of people, but their aversion is not to the actual hug but to the breach of their personal space. I want to be like a hug. Not the uncomfortable … Continue reading Data Points!
I write to my 30 year old self to feel less bad about turning this decade.
Many would argue that keeping mice these days is a tricky hobby given the ubiquity of cat owners and the relentless friends of cat owners who wish to at least be tolerated, if not patronizingly accepted by their friends’ cats in order to gauge if they should get one themselves. This house in the bylanes … Continue reading mice 🙂
So I go against myself for writing mean stuff about me and I'm mean about it and both Me and me are wholly myself by the end.
Here we go, y’all Allow me to present The story of yours truly
With all due respect, I’d very much like you gone. It’s not just a reflection of what I did through the semester, it’s more what I didn’t and could’ve and don’t get me wrong, I love introspection. Introspection isn’t just my favourite way of ending up in a thought spiral (after which I forget … Continue reading Die, Exams
You've definitely felt this too.
(Almost fiction, inspired by the truly unique CP. 🙂 )
Writing, I personally think, is for the haughty. Those who believe in their values, that their opinions are justifiable, that they can withstand criticism, who claim responsibility and ownership, even demand credit over the fruits of their mind. People with statements to defend, with battles to win against a better equipped enemy, and words to … Continue reading On Writing