This is my last confession. Not because I’ve been absolved, but because I think it is time to move on with exciting new things to write about. However, this series definitely wasn’t one of the mistakes. I’ve run out of old sketchbooks to extract writings from my past and I might as well begin conjuring up some words for my future self to ponder upon.
This is a part of confession series. Written in old sketchbooks, brought to life here.
I don’t forget the birthdays of people who actually do matter to me and I am slightly proud of it, but I almost did today owing to the million parallel thoughts in my head. In my search for some funny material for a birthday card I went through all my email conversations with him from a time when emailing about the happenings of your life was a cool thing to do. Long story short, I found this piece of advice I gave him for whatever life crisis he was going through during that phase. I guess my 19 year old self was truly 19 going on 60 ! 😀
This is a part of confession series, written in old sketchbooks/emails brought to life here.
When I found this in my sketch book I realized that I was much more wiser two years ago. I probably wrote this down because I wanted to tell my future self that being alone is a phase to be savored like a decadent chocolate mousse!