Just Thinking.

It's not anyone is going to read about what I think. However, ever since the lockdown has begun things have not been the same. I guess I too have changed although I never realised how quickly I too am changing. I guess finally thought about my anxiety and depression which I have religiously avoided. I'd rather not thinks about. So, I decided I'd write it all, with an imaginary reader/s, or an audience if I may. I always thought of myself as a performer.  I still feel like a performer. Like I am performing my life. I have often felt like this. Not often but always. Anyways, I am 31.  Can you believe it? 31. Me! 31. I never I'd be older. Not that I don't understand how ageing works.  It's just that getting older was for grown-ups. And now, I am a grown-up. That's a horrifying realisation. Being a grown-up.  I was a post-grad student when I had created this blog. Never felt the need to write anything. However, as I had written earlier, this lockdown has begun t