“The book of your revolution sits in the pit of your belly, young Indian. Crap it out, and read.” — Aravind Adiga, The White Tiger
Did you know RMS is an actual thing? I was just trying to think of a clever title and Googled it out of curiosity, but I guess these days everything is a thing.
If restlessness is a disease, I need to find a cure fast – because I’m dying.
I’ve been severely neglecting this blog. It can be attributed to a few reasons: my lack of internet for the past three months, my need to find a new look for this site, and mainly because the idea of self-reflection at the moment is pretty anxiety-inducing.
I feel like my twenties thus far can be summed up by this song … Not in an overly dramatic way, and not targeting anyone in particular — it’s more just directly relative to me.
I’m planning another move in a couple of weeks (bittersweet but exciting, and also only vaguely planned out as usual), and looking into moving abroad again in the later part of 2014… we’ll see what opportunities arise over the next few months.
In the meantime, I finally fully immersed myself in the world of social media… I started up an Instagram and a Twitter, and I’m looking into a couple of other social media sites to get some of my dumb words and pictures out there. I’m going to be making a more serious push to fix up my photo portfolio and a greater effort to focus my goals to see if I can’t get some of these dreams unstuck from my mind and shaped into more of a reality…
Stay tuned, folks.
“One day a cunning Brahmin, trying to trick the Buddha, asked him, ‘Master, do you consider yourself a man or a god?’
The Buddha smiled and said, ‘Neither. I am just one who has woken up while the rest of you are still sleeping.’ ” –Aravind Adiga, The White Tiger