Yes, I am an over-thinker. Double checking locks before leaving house, cross checking audio/video disabled on Zoom, going through the same mail fifteen times before sending and five times even after sending it, tasting food in-prep if I already added salt or missed. No, life is not easy. The only solace is I err on the side of caution than making overconfident mistakes. There’s at least no repent of not being careful.
Paying attention to every minute detail leads to the lack of attention at the bigger event. The ones which are really important. It's like a pipe leaked, sprinkling water to weed before it reaches a garden and has less supply for it.
The compassionate ones are often drained of energy.
like hanging a golden star at the terrace. Always inspiring, always prompting. But then, you have to be on the terrace else you lose its track. And when it’s dark sky you end up losing it.
We are born this way or brought up, eh, girls? Care is our second name. Care is as natural as washing long hair and towel-drying it while half of the other world has no clue how they'd do it.
लोग सहसा पेड़ की ऊंचाई और तुफान से लड़ने की ताकद देखते है पर सच तो यह है की लताएं अक्सर पेड़ोंसे लंबी भी होती है और सख्त भी। नाजूक फुलोंका सौंदर्य और तरबूज जैसै फलो को संभालना किसी एक पेड़ के बस की बात नहीं।
I somehow never got the idea of temporary things - temporary fixes, temporary hobbies, temporary stays, temporary relationships. I prefer these all as long as possible. The setup taxes you and soon you need to reinvest in something, someone new.