This.. This part of my life.. Is called happyness..
(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.
A new day. Continuation of the same old shit. When a cargo train full of brand new information hits you, you can’t process anything. And if you don’t get a chance to process the whole thing turns into a huge tangled mess. I have been in a horribly dark dense place. I have never experiences…… Continue reading Waking up slowly..