Yours truly cannot survive this city if she doesn't learn how to RELAX.
And no, relax doesn't mean sleep 16 hours a day.
Currently I'm like a coiled spring, waiting, planning, what to do next, where to go next. I FEEL tense. So yes. I need to relax.
I need to run, too.
Today, I suppose, was the final straw. But it's normal Bombay too. I had to wait 3 hours at Jai Hind for the BMM merit list.
In those three hours, I drank a red bull, I paced irritatedly up and down A-road. I sat at marine drive for 10 minutes. I paced some more. I read. I listened to music. I paced.
I grumbled to myself.
Yeah, that's gotta stop.
I finally sat down with someone, I was greeted with the words "Are you all right? You look like you're gonna throw up."
Tomorrow. I start running.
PS. I got BA at Jai Hind, not BMM though. St Xavier's list is out tomorrow.