WROTE A POEM:
One day comes
And one day goes
Where hours hide
No one knows
Sometimes they peek
From under the bed
Like all else that's ignored
By the waking dead.
FRIENDS CAME OVER FROM MUMBAI:
We shared wine, had mini-cupcakes from a patisserie closeby, orange hibiscus bloomed, skies were bright and blue one day, read a paragraph from Arthur C. Clarke's '2001: Space Odyssey.' Felt very lonely one night and the next morning, felt oddly loved.
FELT AN ANXIETY OVER MY MOTHER:
Cried while folding clothes, wondering how much time I have with her in this lifetime. She is not unwell or anything. But one of my friend's mother recently passed away. Another friends' folks - both of them - are in hospital. Thoughts come.
SAW A MOVIE:
Happy Bhaag Gayi. I really wanted to watch something light, frothy, funny. This movie was a delight.
One day comes
And one day goes
Where hours hide
No one knows
Sometimes they peek
From under the bed
Like all else that's ignored
By the waking dead.
FRIENDS CAME OVER FROM MUMBAI:
We shared wine, had mini-cupcakes from a patisserie closeby, orange hibiscus bloomed, skies were bright and blue one day, read a paragraph from Arthur C. Clarke's '2001: Space Odyssey.' Felt very lonely one night and the next morning, felt oddly loved.
FELT AN ANXIETY OVER MY MOTHER:
Cried while folding clothes, wondering how much time I have with her in this lifetime. She is not unwell or anything. But one of my friend's mother recently passed away. Another friends' folks - both of them - are in hospital. Thoughts come.
SAW A MOVIE:
Happy Bhaag Gayi. I really wanted to watch something light, frothy, funny. This movie was a delight.
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