reactions to reactions. how far do you go to get away. how much do you hide. i'm going to be the illusion of incomplete perfection.
i have the family, the job, the address (gets better again in 3 months), the memberships (bombay gym permanent - finally) , the car, the night life, so i should be perfectly happy right.
right. i am *grin* too busy not to be. went for a sales pitch to the chairman of a 2000 Cr company. and he loved it. do i smell year end bonous? still petrified i'll get fired any day, especially since i managed to take the day off on friday. there's a special joy to just doing nothing all day when the rest of the week has been this crazy ride.
terrified, exilirated, joyous and crushed. i read the blog from 'cover to cover'. didn't realise how much i missed the stream of information. or the girl who gave it. there are some things i will never be able to do again without ...her. there are some things i will have to. has it really been that long. has it been long enough.
switching to the life of a nomad could be very rewarding
honesty doesn't count and it doesn't count to be honest. voted this week so got my first official blck dot of franchise. acid mixxed black ink feels kinda funkey. ofcource i promptly went off and burnt myself on the same spot. see you try to help your country and look what happenes. Spending my time half deep in office administration (HR - my true calling?) and out the on Sales calls. i look happy apparently!