Tackling life, one bowl of noodle at a time. Just read an article the other day that said the same. Will probably skip it today. The radio silence for all these months? .

Quarter life crisis and bleh! August 11, 2015. एकछ न मन फ र क क फ र क य. सध म ल त म ल ई सम झन थ. आज त म ल मल ई सम झ एछ ,. ख ट ट म ब स सर बज र य. आज पन म ल न त म ल ई सम झ एक थ ए. And as my fingers hover over the keyboard. Looking for the right characters. To form the right words,. To form the right sentences,. That would make the right sense. Yet one more time,.

Posted in Food for Thought. Sometimes I wish I could tell you not to fret too much. You should have been used to this by now. Posted in Food for Thought. At the end of the day,.

Do not remember how to ride bikes,. Do not know how to swim. Will trudge on mist,. Tear past lamp posts,. Look-alikes of flickering firefly bottoms. Will stomp to that sanctuary. At the base of that mountain. At the top of that hill. Will cut deep into toes,. Past pretty, invisible bird sounds. Will still hold you up. Will learn not to hurt. Will reach out to the shadows.