I suffer from mild insomnia. Reading has helped me overcome this terrible disease. When it’s late, I put on my pyjamas, I get a nice book and I get cozy on my bed. All it takes is about 5 minutes and then BOOM! Brain shuts down like cosmetic surgery clinics after an inspection. My relationship with books has never been better. But then I heard about audio books. Genius.
Day 990 in Kolkata, West Bengal
Humidity has peaked. I can feel my face melt while walking back from work. Saw a lady talking to a scooter today. Checked for earphones/Bluetooth. No wireless audio peripherals were to be found. I repeat, no wireless audio peripherals were to be found. Conclusion: lady with awesome tattoo on left forearm was having an intimate one-on-one with a vehicle.
Body maintenance is optimal. Other than being “approached” by two gay guys, I have had no issues at the gym. Started listening to “Tool” again. Did not have trouble catching up with their latest tracks as they have not released anything since 2006.
The time is now 11:30 pm. I am moments away from fortifying myself on my miniature sleeping apparatus, where I will most likely have flashbacks of past friends and family. Operation “Kraken Release” has proved helpful in socialising. I can now hold a conversation for a record time of 2.5 minutes with colleagues. Further research is required. I am hopeful for a better, brighter tomorrow with fewer panic attacks and more cheese burgers.
When your food delivery guy calls and tells you,” you don’t have to spend time giving me directions. I know where your apartment is. I’ve delivered there before. Sit tight”, its like, all that love you never got as a child doesn’t matter anymore.
It’s amazing how this “depression” thing fades away when you talk to good people. After talking to someone you think to yourself, “Oh my god I’m cured! I did it! It’s gone! It’s finally, completely gone! Wait… wait a minute, there it is. It’s back. Ah shit.”
I’ve been feeling quite depressed lately. So I talked. I talked to an old friend. Holy hell! I never realized that opening my mouth and actually talking to someone would bring me so much relief. Just to hear someone talk, like, have a normal conversation with them was like resetting my brain. I feel so much better. It feels like a lot of anxiety has been lifted off my chest. I feel refreshed, motivated and hungry. Time for dinner.
For no reason, here’s a video of a snake I found.
All are wonders of nature- Depression, snakes, Burger King, etc.
Have you ever thought about how movie theaters lure you in with the cheap ticket prices and then you have to sell your house to buy a Pepsi?
“I used to think the worst thing in life is to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people who make you feel all alone.”
– Robin Williams
“Homosexuality is not against the order of nature. It is nature itself”
– Justice Indu Malhotra(not a direct quote)
“The most mysterious entity that I’ve encountered in nature is time itself”
-Curiosity(written under the influence of liquid gold/time juice/beer)
My mom once jokingly told me that she and my sister are fascinated by the idea of trying to establish contact with the dead, using “magic”. When she told me this, I realized how much she misses my dad. I thought to my self, “it could have been much worse. I mean, she could have been in a mental institution. This isn’t that bad. Its just harmless witchcraft”. But after watching that movie “Hereditary”, FUCK NO.
I don’t believe in this shit. I am not that kinda guy. If I get an email saying “you have won a free astrology session with world renowned astrologer, Dr. Dolittle”, my first reaction would be to contact my email provider and tell them their spam filter is a piece of shit. But that movie was pretty close to a traumatic experience.