I don’t know what to write, but there is such an urge to put down the tumult which I am going through. No, nothing to worry about but the analyst in me just keeps on contemplating continuously.
Have you ever visited oneword.com, where in you write something, anything on a word given in a minute. Its fun. Writing on a word under sixty seconds and making some sense doing so, is tough.
Similarly I am also trying to make sense in the direction in which I want my life to lead. Its tough trying to lead a life as a homemaker, a mother and still make conscious efforts to advance in my chosen path.
Balancing is difficult. Especially if you are an introvert who is not able to convey her wishes and thoughts(verbally that is).
There is so much to do and yet so little time and even if I do have time, there are physical limitations. And so even if I do want to do many things, I prioritize and do only those which I can. Like for instance I am bursting with story ideas but because of Diwali I got so busy that I could not weave one . Also I find that though I can do a lot of work but sitting on the computer exhausts me and so I have reduced my time on the comp. Adjust… that has become the key of life.