I used to enjoy flipping pages of a book when I was 15 or 16. I remember being addicted to buying books. The genre didn’t matter. Neither did the cover of the book. It was the first few pages that did.

I am a very judgemental person. Everyday I look at people around me and wonder what they must be thinking about me. Can they notice my imperfections? My voice- is that annoying? My stomach grumbles were obvious, weren’t they? They are touching each other so much in the public, get a room.

Yeah, I admit. I judge people. The reason being that it is out of my control. It’s difficult for me to look at something or someone and not think about it/her/him.

This blog will end here. Don’t judge me or I will judge you 😊