(Wrote this at airport) Too bitter Too floral Too fragrant Too ashy Flavourless! Gunk Murky water Black death This is what’s gonna kill me! Wtf!! Those are expressions I muttered after first sip of coffee anywhere except my home. There were very few miraculous occasions where I would have said statements like.. Now that’s coffee…… Continue reading Changes.
Black coffee Wind Music (coke studio) And the sky looks like somebody spilled thinned ink See.. Its windy..really nice windy..not i-need-to-grab-a-pole windy. I was determined i will beat anxiety today..at least to a certain level. I did it. And its double the joy…beating anxiety and accomplishing something thats never been easy. Its not easy. If…… Continue reading Spilled ink..