7 minutes and a million thoughts flying through my mind.
I have written about this before, but there is something about the internet and this parallel coursing of anonymity and attention (don’t we all write our diaries with a hope than upon death, someone will unearth it and find the our innermost voice? who do we write for, ourselves solely? sorry, I digress) that preserves and satisfies respectively. The thought that a web wanderer might chance upon this little space of mine one day and smile and know that I have tried to fight this system by at least trying to clutter my life with a bit of beauty. 11 hours in the library won’t be spent in vain if I try a little bit every day to live life out of it. So what a better way to start then this summer. I have 2/3’s of it left and I want so much to use it to the most.
Let me live, love and say it in good sentences