Force India Formula One Team
Some mornings I wake up and have trouble finding myself. Vaibhav, Vaibhav, I shout, as I go from one corner of the house to another. No Success. Then I go through the day feeling disjointed, and when I finally do find myself, its when I wasn’t looking.
Fangchu, nice to see you here…when I was an undergraduate, my roomates experienced by idiosyncratic ways of trying “to find myself” as I woke up. This involved a ritual of making a coffee or a tea just to take couple of sips as I was always late for class. Also, I was told that I was a bit cranky in the morning so I jazzed it up by singing “strawberry fields forever” in the most uninspiring way possible.
do u still find trouble finding yr self ?