Year of 2025

It taught me more than I expected.

Somewhere along the way, it broke my solitude not in a bad way, but enough to make me notice things about myself. I began to see patterns, even a few signs of ADHD. So I slowed down. I returned to meditation. And gradually, I felt like myself again calmer, more aware, and at peace with my own company.

Then came Kashmir.

A trip with my parents that turned into something unforgettable. The landscapes didn’t just change they transformed with every rise in altitude. The topography, the vegetation, even the people everything shifted as we moved. It was like watching geography come alive in front of my eyes. Indescribable, yet deeply felt.

At one point, I thought of building a perfect workspace a Mac setup, clean and aesthetic. But just as quickly, I dropped the idea. Something inside me wanted to go deeper, beyond surfaces.

And that’s when I found my way back to my books.

The long nights, the strategies, the overwhelming syllabus… I had missed all of it. It took me two months to get back into rhythm, but once I did, it felt right. Familiar. Grounding.

So, that was 2025.

A year of losing track, finding clarity, drifting away, and returning stronger.

In 2026, I want to try something newsomething uncomfortable. I want to make at least one new friend.

For someone like me, an introvert, that’s going to be a real challenge. But maybe that’s the point.

Let’s see what happens.

Fin