Let's Catch Up.

Wow. 

17 dead in Florida. 100 white house staff lacking security clearances. South African president Jacob Zuma resigns. My great-grandmother is sick.

Quick update.
No, my blog is not a news page. Most of my readers, all my readers I know personally but not even my mum knows how I'm feeling about my great-grandmother.
I'm not one to hurl out all my feelings to anyone, I like to keep to myself, yes, I'll tell someone why I'm sad if I'm sad or why I'm happy if I'm happy. But how I truly feel is something I like to keep to myself. Which isn't a bad thing. I have trouble opening up not because I feel uncomfortable and not because I can't trust the person that wants to know. It's because I simply forget to tell people and then when they ask, I don't know how to describe it. 

I tend to think in visuals and single words, thinking like this makes it difficult to translate it into something comprehendible. They tend to say (when I tell them I don't know how to describe it) describe what you're seeing. The things I see mean what I want them to mean, so they could mean something completely different to the person that wants to know.

That crush I had when I talked about boys, he's been my boyfriend for three months, every time I'm with him, the only emotion is happiness. He makes me so happy it's unreal

Welp. Happy, Sad. Not going to lie, I'm giving myself a whiplash.

I'll try to get back on track with the blogs...

Yours India x