I am Tired!

It is often at this timing that I become unduly pensive. I feel the urge to write about what has been going on but the temptation is often suppressed, in a whack-a-mole fashion, with the prospect of dark eye rings and being unbearably cranky the next day. Now...I alternate between starting a new paragraph and pressing the backspace.

This was supposed to be an update post - I was about to write about suppers, maybe talk about esteem (which will most probably trigger an existential crisis - Lol), do a short review on the movie adaptation of Dan Brown's Inferno (will probably do it some other day when time permits). But the whack-a-mole game is over and done, and like Pete from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest(whose movie adaptation I watched during lecture - seems like another film review is slated), I just wanna say that "I am tired."