my Day-to-day Grind

Just wanted to share a little bit about what my life's been like lately. Honestly, kinda crazy. Every day feels like a whirlwind from waking up to crashing out at night.

My alarm clock is my worst enemy. It wrenches me right out of bed at 4 am sharp. Making breakfast for my parents and myself is the first order of business on my to-do list. Not exactly my dream job but someone has got to do it. Then it's a mad dash to get ready for college. Classes start at 7 am, which is basically the crack of dawn for me.


College in and of itself is a mixed bag. Some classes I really enjoy, while others feel like torture. Oh well, that is what is expected, isn't it? By the time the day of college is over at around 2 or 3 pm, I am literally ready to drop dead. But there is no time for that. I have to get home, deal with the chores, and, of course, listen to endless advice from my parents. 

I love them, but it feels sometimes like a never-ending lecture.
After I survive the family gauntlet, it is time to hit the books. Homework is the next uphill battle that's a constant fight. I find myself eating dinner while I try to finish assignments. It's not the most healthful habit in the world, but it works for me for now. By the time I've finished everything, it is usually deep into the night. Before crashing, I squeeze in some blogging time. That typically translates into being up until 1 or 2 am.


Add to that the fact that, on top of everything else, I've been dealing with a couple health issues that involve medication. Just another thing to fit into this crazy life of mine.


I know I'm not alone in this feeling of being overwhelmed. Many of you must be fighting your set of battles. It would be wonderful to hear about your days, and if we could collectively support each other.
Let's connect and share our stories. Maybe together, we can find ways of making life a little less crazy.

Talk soon!

Ashwin Alex

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