Month: May 2017

It feels like I’m close to a panic attack or something. I’ve absorbed a lot of negative energy from someone who really needed to let it out. But there is nothing that you can do to facilitate their anguish, hate and resentment. I used to hold grudges in the past, too, mainly because they gave Read More …

20:09 (evening) It feels like a long flight, although it isn’t. My legs are still numb. I mean, I sit at work for about the same amount of time, but I get to walk around. I have trouble sleeping, but I did nap for a couple of hours followed by two movies–my neck’s sore now. Read More …

I don’t summarise things because that’s when you lose the whole point of it. When you’ve written a book, you shouldn’t be able to reduce it to a short story, not to mention a summary. All the authentic sentiments would disintegrate into some tasteless and dull adjectives with no meaning because you don’t see the Read More …