Definitely a handwriter.

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Typing

Handwriting is like making love; typing, like having sex. It’s essentially the same enjoyable activity, but the approach is slightly different.

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Hunger is the name of the game.

I’m not doing much these days, so the closest I get to doing anything at all these days is spending time on the internet scavenging for the some scandalous juicy gossip to keep me occupied. Most of the time I’ll share my opinion with the friend I’m staying with and we’ll relentlessly have a go at it. After all, we think that our opinion matters the most at this point in our lives.

So today, began my search on the internet today and as one link led to another, I came across an interesting yet disturbing on the BBC website. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-21636723

It’s mostly about the hunger issue in America. I was quite surprised to read it. It’s definitely quite shocking to say the least. Perhaps it’s strange to see that this is happening in a country that seems to have everything going. (they’d like the rest of the world to think so). Especially, where you watch tv shows where there is a phenomenal amount of food wastage being showcased and it’s supposed to be funny. Plus, food portions are huge, fit for two and all of it goes to waste.

I don’t mean to offend anyone’s sentiments here but there are starving kids in a country where there is no shortage or supply no drought or no famine, it’s shocking to say the least. These are hunger games of a different kind and the rules are different. And, the little ones can’t even ask for seconds.

Good Morning and Good Night

I’m having trouble sleeping these days. It’s 2 a.m. and I’m wide awake. I suppose it has to do with that fact that I have absolutely nothing to do at this moment in my life and it has been like this for the last 6 months. Oddly enough, these sleepless nights have begun only in the last month or so. You know, it’s quite like at that time where your mind has so many thoughts going through it that you don’t really know where to start. The good thing is that I feel a quite inspired to do something soon after. But that’s when sleep slowly creeps up on me. 

In the morning I feel just about the same, but after a strong cuppa joe I’m all energised and raring to go places. But that lasts for barely any time. I start to feel sleepy again and I’ve only just woken up!

Image Oh well. I’m hoping things will start to turn around. In the meanwhile, it’s good morning and good night.