A break. From writing.
I found myself in Gujarat and amidst silence and trees. There's always work but this time around I found some time to think and unwind and find food that didn't go down quite well with my system. Like someone wise said, it's all an experience.
It inspired me to write a little bit. But more importantly, it inspired me to recognize how much work I need to put in my writing to get down something that is both pleasing and substantial.
I stumbled back into Bombay weak from the failing fight my stomach put up with the food and slept for ten hours straight only. The weekend is almost over but a hugely optimistic part of me is okay with it - because here's another week long scope to mess up in a completely unpredictable, new manner.
I found myself in Gujarat and amidst silence and trees. There's always work but this time around I found some time to think and unwind and find food that didn't go down quite well with my system. Like someone wise said, it's all an experience.
It inspired me to write a little bit. But more importantly, it inspired me to recognize how much work I need to put in my writing to get down something that is both pleasing and substantial.
I stumbled back into Bombay weak from the failing fight my stomach put up with the food and slept for ten hours straight only. The weekend is almost over but a hugely optimistic part of me is okay with it - because here's another week long scope to mess up in a completely unpredictable, new manner.
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