Today is Day 5 of no caffeine. I feel a sense of loss particularly today. Saturday is the day that I look forward to drinking my chai. No anxiety about work on my mind. I have Monday to start worrying about that. No rushing. Not a single sound. It's like I have the whole house… Continue reading Breaking the Habit
Now that it feels like winter - although I hear it's going to be 60 degrees Fahrenheit on Tuesday? - my running schedule, if you can even call it that, will need to be readjusted. A part of me is afraid that this running thing of mine will soon turn into a phase. Just the… Continue reading The wisdom of the seasons
One of the things that really just irritates me is when I have a blog post pretty much ready to publish, but then life gets in the way (boo, life!), and then when I get the opportunity to finally publish the post, I feel differently about it and then end up trashing it. As I… Continue reading An ode to blogging
The thing about getting married on Christmas is: a) As a Muslim from North America, I finally have something to celebrate. No, my family never had a tree - and I am glad my parents held firmly to their faith. Although I ain't gonna lie, I was jealous of all those kiddies who got gifts… Continue reading A Year in Review, Rafia-Style.
Where does this desire - nay, compulsion - for constant renewal come from? Why do I have all this energy to start projects, but then lose interest after a few months or even days? Is this my fate, is it in my disposition to start this, start that, take on this, take on that -… Continue reading Call it a poem, call it a lazy attempt at a blog post, call it what you will.