Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2010 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.
The fiendish thing about being physically ill is that it makes it harder for me to concentrate on anything else. Were I less allergic, had I no cold, were my shoulder and neck uncramped (or whatever the hell is going on there), I could appreciate that tonight is my last night with Mom. But I'm stuck in the gravity well of grump.
Tomorrow I spend some time in Bangalore, seeing friends and colleagues and peers and reminding myself of the Sumana I am in my chosen life. Then: airplane back home.
I didn't bring much; it might take twenty minutes to pack. Less, probably.
15 Dec 2010, 15:37 p.m.
15 Dec 2010, 16:48 p.m.