How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?
Thirteen. That’s my daughter’s age, and when I am with her, I don’t feel much older than her. Except when I am nagging her to clean her room. In that case, I am about a hundred and forty two. In reality I am a multiple of eleven, four times. An age I never knew existed.
So, you’re on your way out and it’s raining. Do you know where your umbrella is or do you frantically search for it all over your apartment/house?
I have two umbrellas (don’t you think ‘umbrellae’ sounds better as a plural?) They usually hang on the latch of the door to my kid’s room. Sometimes I overthink, and find a “better” place for them, and forget where I kept them and gallivant around the house in panic. Such inspiration strikes me rarely, so the umbrellas gather dust behind the door. I sincerely hope we get a chance to use them this year. Last year was a disaster, the effects will be seen in a month in our city.
Do you recharge your energy by going out with friends for a good time or by spending with quiet time alone?
Usually alone, but I sometimes like spending time with close friends. I would rather spend one-on-one time with a friend than be in a group.
Recently a friend called me a “perfect melancholic”. Thinking it was some kind of an insult, I googled it to find that it is a personality type or some such thing. Assuming that I believe in the drivel, I think I am part melancholic and part phlegmatic (eww)- my answer to this question points that way.
Name three things you and your spouse, partner or best friend have in common.
That aside, the better-half and I share a passion for the written word – both to write and read. We are both writers by choice, although we write different things. There are other things too, but this is the most important common trait we have.
Grateful last week for: The SRGM visit which put a lot of perspective into me.
Looking forward to: Decisions being taken.