Despite another restless night, my mind brimmed with optimism for the day. I meticulously crafted a schedule, integrating my vocabulary expansion practice in it seamlessly - an impeccable plan in theory. However, reality hit me swiftly making my expectations vanishing into thin air. After a couple of disastrously unsuccessful attempts to engrave the new vocabulary in my mind, I realised I wasn’t ready for the challenge. Despite the blow to my confidence, I accepted that taking a respite would be beneficial not only to preserve my sanity but also to allow my mind to assimilate the new vocabulary and idioms. There are numerous paths to success, and whether it happens today or not, it makes no difference.
When I woke up this morning, I knew the day wouldn't be an active one. Nothing sinister happened that would have suggested anything unexpected; it was rather one of those intuitions that depicted how the events of the day would unfold. This gut feeling strengthened when I grabbed Abby's leash and took her for her early morning walk. She was as inactive as I was, and the speed and length of our walk corroborated this theory. We ambled back to the house momentarily. After this painfully short-lived stroll with a surprisingly exhausted canine, I sat in front of the TV, munched my breakfast and slurped the much-needed black nectar in the form of a strong espresso. What a surreal still-life this was. Especially considering how many episodes we have watched from one of the currently watched series. As my system started to absorb the caffeine, switching my wee brain into the first gear, the haze dissipated over today's schedule. Harnessing this ephemeral clear state, I rushed into...
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