Saadia Humayun

Coffee addict, a little neurotic, and at the moment- totally in love with the smell of fresh parchment. I’m godsend to descend boredom upon people as my friends put it, for me and fun do not generally mix well. I find rush in solitude. And after ardous hours of contemplating on my bed and fantasizing about being in the wild, I find myself qualified enough to make the claim that nothing beats the feeling of running barefoot on wet, dewy grass.

I blog because I find talking incredibily exhausting, insane as it might sound. I can not string two words together without people asking for a repeat and with every replay, I cut it shorter and by the time they begin to get it, I’ve forgotten how to say it anyway. I just don’t like it verbal. Period. And since that makes me pretty much a waste of space socially, I feel obligated to not let my cyber counterpart end the same way. Besides, I need to process the million threads my mind stews and broods upon.

PS: On my list of things to do before I die, trying Starbucks is one of them.