A twenty minute walk on my terrace is all i need to end my day.
everything falls into perspective in those twenty minutes- the screw ups, the plans, thoughts. its june and the wind’s like its straight from nepal! and to believe back home in Delhi, some people died of loo. wheres the balance in the world? maybe in gate’s account.
today this friend at work used an ocean’s thirteen line a hundred times- “you’re just an analog player in a digital world.” drilled it in, its stuck to my brain now.