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Stuff I’m dealing with – a personal essay.

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Stress finds you in the middle of the night, knocks at your window, drags you out of the bed to make you act on the plans that haven't panned out yet. To sum it up, my past week was hectic, annoying, and stressful. I'm going on a retreat in less than two days, and I haven't even gotten to the bottom of my packing so far. People who know me well know that I hate putting these things off until the end; I always like to plan ahead, act ahead, and enter into a calm zen-like mode.

This takes me back to the time I was in college. I was the kid that made notes in the class and went through whatever the professor taught for the day so that the study material never piles up during the examination. You might think what a foresight for a teenager, but I assure you it was more of rescuing myself from my nemesis, the last minute panic. My best friend, Anirudh, would often get vexed with my fixation of making plans much in advance. As a matter of fact, he survived it with a fortitude until he fled the country in search of greener pastures. Now, I'm sure there are others who get pissed at me for my inane (and maybe innate) desire to make a well-laid out plan…even for a weekend meetup. See the problem lies in the fact that I want to be best prepared for all the battles because I hate surprises. Unless they come in purple Steve Madden boxes, of course. Which by all means, you're welcome to usher me with.

With a certain amount of difficulty, I'll bring you back to the present. I am taking a trip, peeps. Which might not excite you as much as it excites me. I'll spare you the details. At least to the point where I find something good enough to make you go red (or green) with envy.

As of now, I'm trying to cut through the chaos and clutter to get set for the upcoming week although all I'm doing is sitting in the corner and weeping. Much like the ado over the spilt milk, I'm mourning the time gone by.

P.S. I hope you're all having a great weekend. While you're at it, I'll go do my chores, write a story, and dream of La La Land.

Here's a song for you, though: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fLexgOxsZu0


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