Living Life Through A To-Do List
I’ve been living through my to-do list for the past year, or I hope it’s only been that long. Everything I do is on “the list”, my list, yet not really mine. Whenever anything I want to do comes up…
Category Personal
Richu’s personal thoughts and opinions.
Anxiety
It was a pleasant day, sunny outside, hot air blowing into my room. I was lying diagonally in my bed, one leg dangling at the corner, watching the blades of my ceiling fan move out of my vision, one after…
I want to, but I can’t.
I am a slave to my human brain and its evolutionary need to mate, breed and exist. I am a slave to this physical body I was given, without consent. I am a slave to how my parents raised me…
2022
This was a surprising year, one I couldn’t have seen coming, but I say that with delight though. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been outside for the past 2 years and forgotten how busy, chaotic and fun life was or…
One Year Of Blogging
Never in a million years, did I ever imagine writing will become one of my hobbies, one of my favorite ones at that. It has been an entire year since I started writing, and I’m happy to say I have…
Engineering
I was a sheep. After high-school I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I mostly blame myself for not getting out there, experiencing and experimenting with what I love and didn’t. Instead I sat there, gloomy after a failed…
You Can’t Change Them, No Matter How Much You Care
This one’s a bit personal. Life teaches you a lot of lessons, a few obvious, a few hard to comprehend. I’ve been taught this lesson for many years now, yet I’m still in the process of understanding it. The truth…
How The Ukraine Invasion Changed My Perspective On Politics
As far back as I could remember, I never liked politics. It was always something the older people talked about that acted as a cue for me to leave the room. And I was pretty confident it would never change.…
2021
There I was, sitting alone in my room on New Year’s Eve, with nothing to do except sit in this eerie new feeling that started to creep in that night. Existential dread was something I wasn’t familiar with but was…