An expert in solitude.
The definition of lonely.
Can no longer tolerate the mindless chatter of many...My tribe calls for me to join them.I still have some miles and months before I join them.
Solitude be my friend and not my foe. #cominghome
Truth be told, I’ve never been much of a morning person. In fact, after one semester of 9am calculus in college, I never took a class that started before 10:30am ever again! Now that I’m adulting, my days typically start around 630am in the gym. This morning, I had to run some errands before work, so I treated myself to matcha! Sometimes it really is about the little things.
And the fog descended upon the city, unknowingly permeating each crevice and cranny of the concrete infrastructure. The air was thick with humidity, crisp fumes swirling about. City lights glowed brightly despite the night that stained and claimed every surface it touched.
As I climbed higher and higher the sun rose, shining pink through the streaming clouds; their glow morphing the snow covered rocks below into an eerie, otherworldly hue of tinted rose. The tendrils in the sky reaching out towards space, climbing higher and higher until they drifted away into nothingness.
Happiness is chilling around the roads and places less traveled by!!
The best part of Spiti Circuit if you are approaching from the side of Shimla is you get enough time to acclimatize in these harsh conditions and more you are done with it, more you gonna cherish each and every day of this beautiful journey and every next day gonna be more beautiful than the previous one!!