My Poison gave me my Life

I have never been one to retain memories in my head. Never. Even when I was a kid, I needed to be told what to buy around ten times, and asked to repeat it and make a song out of it. My  mum accepted me for who I am a very long time ago. See, having a good memory and being sharp should not be used in one sentence in my opinion. Anyone who is sharp and has a good memory in my opinion bribed someone upstairs or something. It should be a crime, really. Being blessed with so much. What do you need all that for? Unless the fate of the world is in your hands. Or you are Shonda Rhimes.

'When I was Your Age' is not relevant anymore

Ever just felt like quitting? Feel like the weight of the world is heavy on your shoulders, and you pray, day and night, that just once, you are allowed to set it down for a second to catch your breath? Ever felt like despite you being tired, the world keeps telling you to move it along. That there is no time to waste.  That this world does not sympathize with those who can’t handle ‘it’. And that there are a million people depending on you.  And maybe there are. But jeez!!!  

When were we ever given the time to figure out what  ‘it’ is? When were we ever directed to follow a particular path and butt-kicked towards it. And the older generation, they think that we millennials are lazy, that all we do is sit on our hands with eyes