It hurts when I look for notifications but there ain’t any. Then I comfort myself saying that the past is long gone. As the Doppler’s effect applies to life as well. Because how close two people are doesn’t depend on proximity between them. You can be sitting beside each other and stills be far from each other. Or the other way round.
I keep myself busy now. I have always liked cooking. But in today’s circumstances not cooking means not eating. Every time I am hungry I have to cook first to eat. I am now loving cooking. I make different cuisines every day. I bake cupcakes as well now. All the food I miss from my country. I cook now and I cook well. I have realized that what my mom and my grandmother does or for that matter almost all the ladies back in the country is a thankless job. I appreciate it to a greater extent now.
I have developed hobbies like reading. I love it the most. Reading gives my brain new ideas of which I have never thought before, situations which I have never faced before, places where I have never been before. It would influence the poems and stories I write. That reminds me to say I love writing.
I mostly write poems about almost any and everything. I like to write stories, which are mostly events or conversations that I never had before. Or perhaps some old conversation where I think I acted stupid and about alternate realities of those.
This summer I have taken a course. I study the course. It’s an online course so I read slides about that and watch some YouTube videos and tutorials about that.
I work as a research assistant with one of the professors at my college. I do that stuff 2-3 hours daily. I think that'll stand up tall on my resume and would make a difference when I’ll get a job if I do get one.
There’s hardly any time for me after spending all the time in these activities. I try to sleep early and wake early now. I hardly do any all-nighters. Nothing worse than being lonely in the night. All-nighters used to be fun, when voices used to pop through the microphone But not anymore. I guess I am only a wolf but just by name. Or just a metaphorical one.
For waking early when I go to set my alarm. I check my phone. There are still no notifications. Okay, I’m lying there ARE notifications. But I care more about the message that didn’t come, the notification that didn’t pop up. So much more than the notifications that did.
