Welcome to the next 5 minutes of your life.

Here are a couple of thoughts.

I am back to the healthy eating and daily writing bit.

So C was flying out and Adi was flying in last Saturday. Which meant a bunch of goodbye, say-hello-to-bom and i’ll-miss-you meals. And you don’t do them healthily. Not at 21. And the days were fun and long and tiring so the articulation bones were jelly. However, I did put down some not-really-publishable things. But yeah. Today is Monday and I am back to it. Ordering my salad and typing away. (Wow, is this really hard for me? Lord help me.)

I had a nice (?) Sunday.

Woke up late. Got my periods. Got cranky. Went out for coffee. Went up to the terrace of my building and looked at open skies. I love looking at open skies – so expansive, so free. And to think that they’re always there but stupid concrete jungles block the view. Would be beautiful to have a small cottage in the large Prairies. Then, had a good 3-hour lunch. Sushi and sashimi and a plate-full of cakes. And then, slept for a good 6 hours. Did mini-work, ate dal-khichdi, watched Selling OC: S2. Slept.

I’ve decided to be a good-girl for the next three months.

Which just means I will not procrastinate and I will not waste time in mindless things and that I will do all the good-habit thingies. And whenever I slip out, I’ll bring myself back instead of cribbing and crying about it for a week. You know how sometimes you get tired of your own shit and decide to fix it. That.

I really want to fix my eyes.

Most days when I go to bed, I feel a BAD strain. Lack of sleep or lots of screen-time or something. And my vision is not perfect – I think. So the small text is often a blur. And every time I feel it, I get a little sad. But okay. I will do my greens (reminder to order kale and rocket tonight) and the eye-drops and the sleeping bit. And if I’m destined to lose sight eventually, so be it.

I keep losing thoughts. But now I have a solution.

So, my life is nothing but a constant internal monologue. And I promise the monologue is a VERY interesting conversation (or maybe like a good-enough-to-document zone.) But when I actually sit down, everything is just TRASH. So, I’ll now put most thoughts in my cute yellow notebook. The cuteness of the notebook is imperative, for now at least. Hopefully, ya’ll will be hearing some sense from me.

Until tomorrow,

Anshika <3