A page-full of self-talk, random updates and nothing special to report per se. Avoid if you want to.
Yesterday, a friend told me that he suspects I grew up with some sort of trauma. Here’s what I think.
The day when I actually had work, the Internet decides to act up, even at the most expensive co-working space in Goa. Here’s my cry for help!
Nothing special to report in this one. This is more like a journal of how I spent my yesterday. You can skip reading this.