A pen and a notepad. This is all it takes to make your plans for the next day. And then comes the hardest part—actually working on them. Your phone calls. Your tab calls. Instagram calls. Your bed calls. And then, somewhere in between all of that, your small notepad quietly calls you too. The real question is: which one are you going to pay attention to? Over the years, I have tried different ways of making my to-do lists. Some worked for a while, some didn't, and some taught

Not all days are the same. Some days are sunshine, and some are nightmares. Some are simply heavy. Some days are messy, tiring, repetitive, and even the smallest task feels exhausting. Not all emotions feel the same either. Sometimes, I don't want to do anything because I have been working continuously all week. I feel like I deserve a break. I feel blank, tired, and numb from everything. I just want to do nothing and be a couch potato for a while. Sometimes it's exhaustion.

NAME – Days at The Torunka Café AUTHOR- Satoshi Yagisawa PAGES- 220 pages GENRE- Contemporary fiction I recently finished this book, Days at the Torunka cafe by Satoshi Yagisawa. It's an international bestseller, so people have loved this book. It is quite popular on BookTok nowadays. Let's start with this- I am not a big fan of this book. I liked it, but I won't come back and re-read it. I usually consume fast-paced books, action-based stories, thrillers, mysteries and fant

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