I hate this..this steady overload of work and i am tired, weary to the depths of my bone marrow. Its getting in way of my blogging and my day dreams..i think every office should mark out time for its employees to day dream. Its keeps the creative juices flowing and makes an otherwise staid life look colourful. Its so bad that i am not even experiencing the cathartic release after a nail biting deadline...i am just too spiked up for the next deadline to enjoy the passing of this one..
And I am going to turn thirty in 4 months..Where did all the time go...I was so eager to leave my teens...what did i do in my twenties...college..more college...job hunting..and job changing..that sums it up..and what a depressing sum up it is. Would thirty's be any better or would i still be sitting in a junkyard of an office writing blogs on how my thirties went away...
Well at least no one will ask me what i want to be when i grow up, that's a good thing. And i will also see a generation a of newborn Mallu kids who are not named rinsy, tinsy, pinsy and sinsy and if its a boy mansy...that's a definite relief. I must learn to thank the stars for the small favours
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