So I got an entire weekend off in Bombay – in my third week of my first internship here.
That was supremely conflicting for me. On one hand I was thrilled, because, wow, finally. On the other hand, my brain was like, woah, no work? What now?
The answer was fairly simple. Sleep. The thing I had been desiring to do for so long, but had been unable to do on a consistent basis.
So of course I did the exact opposite.
That weekend, I woke up at 6AM to go play football (wow, who am I?), and then stayed up till 2AM working on moot stuff. Then the next day I went out a fair amount to explore Bombay – something that was on my list, and then went out for dinner and some partying with friends. Which was also pretty amazing.
But I accomplished very little of my sleep goal.
That actually repeated itself the next weekend I was free as well, because, at first, I thought – great, I can sleep again.
Guess what. My brain went into overdrive about how I’d regret things if I didn’t do them when I was in Bombay. So I went all out and was social and met friends and people I hadn’t ever met before for the first time.
By the way, when you’re meeting people for the first time, I think it’s helpful to go over some of your best jokes – just to prepare in advance. Having a sense of humour makes it easier to break the ice with people.
On one hand I’m quite pleased with the fact that I got to do a Bombay darshan and meet so many people. Yet, somehow, on the other hand, I actually really want to sleep.
And here I am, writing blogposts in the middle of the night on a weekend.
Why am I like this, guys?