How My Mind Learnt to Sense Time in Slow-Motion in 66 Days

I used to be the person who gets surprised by how quickly the time is passing by. I had been wanting to follow my passion all week, and yet, it’s Friday again. I would have more time over the weekend, so I thought, and then Monday morning I swear that it would happen the next week for sure. Busy being busy, I used to postpone to act upon my inspiration until a point when it became silent and got gently washed away by my distracted brain waves like drawings in the sand on the seashore. Continue reading “How My Mind Learnt to Sense Time in Slow-Motion in 66 Days”