Office Capers: Who I Am
Who I am is so not determined by what I do.
Why then, am I sitting in office on a Friday night?
Let’s rephrase
Who I am is not determined by what I do, but by how I do whatever I do.
Okay, I got my answer. Back to work.
Who I am is so not determined by what I do.
Why then, am I sitting in office on a Friday night?
Let’s rephrase
Who I am is not determined by what I do, but by how I do whatever I do.
Okay, I got my answer. Back to work.
On Sunday, DNA ran a story about professional bloggers. I recognized Gautam Ghosh in there and oh, what’s this – I found my own name there too! What on earth am I doing in a story about earning money from blogging? Nothing I’ve seen in the past four years leads me to believe…
Nobody feels safe right now. Why is it okay for one to weaponise their pain? It’s an unhealthy way to get through the day.
“I don’t think he ever actually liked me,” I told a friend last week. Incredulous, he asked me, then why was he with you?
A sense of rootlessness assails meHere I am, two and a half decades old…and feeling every minute of itLiving charades every dayJuggling roles and discarding masks for newer onesDoing everything right, hoping there’ll be an answer at the end. Running, running, constantly runningTo keep up with this carnival I’m a…
I’m learning a powerful lesson in communication – that it is sometimes better to be silent.
Call me the caretaker for the loose odds & ends. Call my desktop the orphanage for unassigned projects. I work a 24 hour IdeaSmith time zone now.