Heyaa
What will you ask to get back from the past if youāre granted a wish?
I saw this question in a Reel, and for a moment I was blank. Couldnāt think of something. So, swiped up to the next Reel without thinking much.
Itās better that things remain the way they are.
Itās Sunday, 15.31 hours, and Iāve been sitting idle for the last 30 minutes wondering what to do.
Iām feeling hot and tired. Sick-type hot, not crush-hot. Iāve managed to get some attention from my crushes, though. Friend-zoned attention. Itās fine by me. Worth celebrating.
And the song of the day is an old mashup today:
The days have been āmy normalā normal.
Iāve been able to wake up normally, when itās still morning. Either because Iām watching less Reels/Shorts in the night, or the body has adapted to the latest dosage of medicines.
Got my laptop repaired and I donāt have to be worried about charging it anymore, at least for now.
Only the keyboard and touchpad is acting a little wonky. But theyāre working. Hoping it will get through this year before I need to discard it.
You can call me a absolute miser if you want. My extravagance is reserved only for books (and random buys that I might need never).
You know, once I found an old candy online. From my childhood days. It was being sold as a large pouch and the regular ones.
I went for the large pouch, that had 20 or so regular packs. (What if I couldnāt get my hands on them again.)
Thatās my kind of lavish expenditure. But in a year, I ate only 5-6 packs. The rest went all soggy.
Impulsive and non-sensical.
I have managed to keep myself in control now. This month, I have bought no physical books. Even when Iām seeing provoking deals and appealing book covers.
These days, Iām downloading ebooks only, that too, the ones I find in free Kindle deals.
I did receive one physical book this month. My first free physical book copy to be read and reviewed. And by the time, you receive this newsletter, the review might be up too.
Itās a cheeky rom-com. Check my Instagram if youāre interested.
I still have some 60+ books to read through, but this one felt interesting.
Also, I picked a romance novel before that, and it wasnāt quite satisfactory. So, another romance right away, just to check if itās me who is biased against romance stories. Iām definitely not.
Tell me you can hear the GIF. If not, here you can.
Now, this squeaky Ross reminds me of a talk with a friend. A friend mentioned that people quite often fail to understand what she is speaking. Speaking fast, just like this Ross.
I got curious how slow/fast I speak.
At the benchmark score of 1 being Ross, she gave me 0.7. My voice is a 0.7. So, kind of okayish. I have heard good words about my voice.
The 2-episode Talking Introvert podcast back 5 years ago, was the first time many friends heard my voice online. It was a strange feeling. Strangely-good feeling.Ā
And Iām in no way thinking about improving my speed.
At a stage where I no longer no know who I am, I feel tired now. Tired of experiments. Iāll so, but donāt feel like doing right now.
A few days ago I chose myself as a āMarketer,ā during a software onboarding even though I donāt want to be recognised as one anymore. I still am, maybe.
I was thinking of picking myself as āFounderā (of Book Blabber, you know), but I didnāt feel like that.
And even as a marketer/writer, I am not clear on what to do. Whether I should take up interesting (but short-term) individual company tasks, or rather regular (but fast-paced) agency jobs.
Iām looking for peace, while working on my own terms. Quite a paradox.
Itās been 7 years as a freelancer now, only 4 of which I worked satisfactorily. The rest I have spent trying to find my next area of interest.
Letās see, letās see whatās next.Ā
Will do something around books only, most probably. Have thrown multiple darts already. Letās see which one hits the bullās eye.
Iāll take your leave now.
Bidding adieu. Enjoy your day. Live long and prosper.