I wake up at 7.30 because I have to.
I play Baking Life, a silly facebook game, just to bore myself. It's so meaningless and simply so useless and require such little attention that it is a pleasant change.
I stay out till later these days. I go home at 9.30 or 10 and my parent's are alright.
My parent's wish me birthday through sms - I still live with them.
I save money for CNG fares by going with my uncle (he takes really crazy routes - not the good crazy, the jam-packed crazy - and reaches about 1 hour after everyone else.)
I feel the need to have a job and a purpose and a career. Not the theory book kind either, the real slow kind.
I think time is passing me by as I push my design ideas to the weekends. Or my stories. Just because I am exhausted after work and the jams.
In short, life has some small perks in terms of changes (the staying out late part) but most of it is just boring getting old-ness.
2 comments:
Wow all I can say is that you are a great writer! Where can I contact you if I want to hire you?
Your anonymity is rather bothersome.
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