Good morning, from a super tiny table that I am struggling to work out of in the Fun Republic Starbucks. Here’s a postcard:

(Should I make this a thing? Post a picture of where I am writing every blog post?)

So, what am I thinking today?

One. A lot of people in the last few days told me write these blogs more often.

And all I’ve thought each time is how much I enjoy my one hour that I spend writing each piece. And how much I am not able to find the time.

More than time thing, it’s a priority thing. When I went to post my last Stakeholder Report, I realised I had only written once that month. No, that does not mean I have not written many, many times. But they were all rants and, well, more rants. Or just notes on my existential crisis. Nothing to put out. Nothing to think about. Nothing that sorted my head. No solutions.

And this thing, writing everyday – or more frequently – is a muscle. At times when I have done everyday, I think it unclogged my brain. Sure, the first few hundred words were crap and Dear Diary things. But I eventually got to a point of reflection, connecting dots and ideas, figuring things out, all that.

I do not want to lose that.

Two. Some top of my mind brain dump.

• I need to get me a new backpack. If I do not find me a new good one in 3 days, I’ll stop being a brat and stick to my neon green bag for the next 6 months. Or whatever.
• Oh, a weird thought. There’s a corner in this Starbucks I really like. A wall actually. It’s made of frosted glass. Plants outside it — leaning heavily on the glass. When the sun shines, there’s a green/black shadow on this frosted wall. Against the wall are two chairs and a tiny round table. I find it very, very poetic. I would love to sit in that scene. However, I realise if I were to sit in that frame, I would not feel pretty or poetic. I would just be a random anybody. In fact, the views from those chairs aren’t at all pretty. The wall is only aesthetic from where I am sitting right now. Such is life.
• Okay, this one’s really funny: I decided to myself that this is, finally, the summer I turn pretty. Not the subjective all bodies are beautiful kind. But the objective undeniable pretty. The aesthetic kind. A few things I am going to do about this. Fix my skin. Fix my weight + eating habits. Groom me up – hair, nails, all that. I have decided I do not believe in the institution of hair removal but let’s see. That’s all, I think.
• Oh, a silly thing: Yesterday, I was teaching C how to click better pictures. We were at Jamjar then. And, all the servers volunteered to be our models for the lecture. And it was such a sweet, tiny, fun, wholesome thing.
• Finally, I have my exams from May 16 – May 21. I have not looked at any PPTs yet but I think I can cram in four days time. So, I think I’ll pause some life on the 12th and go ace it.

Okay, I got distracted.

See you soon.

Bye ❤