I love reading. I hate meeting. I love playing. I hate shopping. I love saving. I hate spending. I love eating. I hate cooking. I love writing. I hate waiting. I love skiing. I hate jumping. I love jogging. I hate bowling. I love biking. I hate driving. I love sightseeing. I hate dancing.
I am happy with most of my work that I need to perform. But sometimes there are things that I hate to do. I don’t know whether this is a norm that some work is not really meant for you. I know that it is hard to do what you love by 100 percent. Still... Continue Reading →