After two weeks of partial starvation, I got back home this morning to find yummy dal, rice and mango pickle in the kitchen.
Little things matter so much.
You are the best, T :)
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- Artemis
- Kerala/Chennai/Hyderabad, India
- It’s so weird when people ask you who you are and you end up offering details about what you do. I am still figuring out who I am but I'll tell you some of what I do. I work. I write. I read. I love poetry. I am single, but sometimes I am plural. I am different people rolled into one. I am cynical. I am passionate. I love early mornings. I love late nights. I hate what comes in between. I love music. I love theatre. I can’t stand melodrama. I cannot live or survive or even exist without coffee. That's pretty much the short version of me.
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