A longish post about thoughts on a car, events, friends, relationships and alcohol. Read on.
Woke up tired as if I was a 90-year old. Couldn’t think of what to write. So, this one is more rant than anything nice or deep.
Today’s edition of morning pages is tad rushed. But I am glad I could still get it in. And write a few words for book2.
Today I rant about how I am eating like a pig. I beat myself about things. And I talk about the mountains and the sea.
Got the shock of my life, thanks to too much black coffee at a Starbucks nearby. Read on as I describe my “battle” with it!
I rant about why and how I put up weight everytime I am in Delhi.