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Downstairs Room with the Table Fan, Inderpuri
New Delhi, India
My last post was on October 31. Today is December 3. A whole month and two days, nothing written here. It is all a blur. Fragments. Today was a pointless day as usual at Kunzum. Felt sleepy and agitated throughout the day. Wanted to start work on transcribing the various random interviews with Dadi. But was not seated on the right system. Smoked three white little sticks of death. Thought about the pointlessness of my work. Felt lethargic and fat. Saw clips of a brilliant episode on monarch butterflies from BBC Life. I'm quite messed up at the moment. Life is slipping by again. And I feel I have no words to describe anything. I forget it all.
Downstairs Room with the Table Fan, Inderpuri
New Delhi, India
My last post was on October 31. Today is December 3. A whole month and two days, nothing written here. It is all a blur. Fragments. Today was a pointless day as usual at Kunzum. Felt sleepy and agitated throughout the day. Wanted to start work on transcribing the various random interviews with Dadi. But was not seated on the right system. Smoked three white little sticks of death. Thought about the pointlessness of my work. Felt lethargic and fat. Saw clips of a brilliant episode on monarch butterflies from BBC Life. I'm quite messed up at the moment. Life is slipping by again. And I feel I have no words to describe anything. I forget it all.
