frikking jet lag. totally wrecks up your life. there are things to be done, places to go, people to meet and it all runs into a brick wall because your body cannot make up your mind whether it wants to rest or keep going. makes you wonder at times whether we were meant to travel at such high speeds in the first place - of course we were not - apparently we've outpaced evolution - our lifestyles are changing faster than we are.
This is going to be a tough week. Lots of traveling. Again - this is the part of my lifestyle that i like so much - and this is the exact same thing i cant stop complaining about to others. Maybe its because that I am enjoying it so much that I actually feel guilty about it and try and put up a show that I am not actually enjoying it. So that would be the masochistic streak we talked about sometime ago. Or maybe its because I complain to people who actually would rather be traveling and when i crib to them, it ruffles their feathers until they throw up their hands in the air exclaiming "what is wrong with this guy". That would be the sadistic streak in me. The different people that we are. hmmmm
The very different people we are "from one day to the next" - to borrow a quote from the song bittersweet symphony by the verve - drives you to the brink of insanity - it pulls you in so many different directions. Same event - at one time you are grateful for it and at others you cannot stop lamenting abt the exact same thing.
Every day of the week starting from last Saturday, I have been and am going to be in different cities spanning three continents! Monday - life returns to normalcy.
See, I've cribbed here too. I dont know if its the masochistic me or the sadistic me. You decide.
I have to leave - have to catch a flight in another 1 hr
cheers !
This is going to be a tough week. Lots of traveling. Again - this is the part of my lifestyle that i like so much - and this is the exact same thing i cant stop complaining about to others. Maybe its because that I am enjoying it so much that I actually feel guilty about it and try and put up a show that I am not actually enjoying it. So that would be the masochistic streak we talked about sometime ago. Or maybe its because I complain to people who actually would rather be traveling and when i crib to them, it ruffles their feathers until they throw up their hands in the air exclaiming "what is wrong with this guy". That would be the sadistic streak in me. The different people that we are. hmmmm
The very different people we are "from one day to the next" - to borrow a quote from the song bittersweet symphony by the verve - drives you to the brink of insanity - it pulls you in so many different directions. Same event - at one time you are grateful for it and at others you cannot stop lamenting abt the exact same thing.
Every day of the week starting from last Saturday, I have been and am going to be in different cities spanning three continents! Monday - life returns to normalcy.
See, I've cribbed here too. I dont know if its the masochistic me or the sadistic me. You decide.
I have to leave - have to catch a flight in another 1 hr
cheers !
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