We're only 5 months into this year, and already so much has happened - the next couple of years, if they follow a similar pattern, are sure to make me bald. It's terrifying - the "what ifs". So much so that these days I try to tire my body so much, that I can just crash at the end of the day. The next morning's idle minutes bring on the crazy buggers again. After a point, you take a huge deep breath and say "what will be, will be".
Om?
Om Shanti Om?
So - I was saying - the last 5 months - Well, one visa, one trip to the states, one resignation letter, one "living by myself", one set of new friends, one set of new relationships, one set of muddled relationships, one new "work experience", one "new ultra cool office space", one set of goodbyes, one set of hellos, one trip back to India, second visa, and planning for the second trip to USA.
It's nice to be able to write again.
