I’ve spent so much of my time worrying about the process, outcome and what others think that I don’t think I have ever been really honest with myself.  The other day I travelled by the local trains here in Mumbai. They’re basically the city’s lifeline. I used to ride them 2 years ago for daily commute and I hated it. But there was this part of me that was always so proud of doing so. It was like, “wow Miti you’re so cool that you’re riding the local train. Even though there are other means to get you to where you want to go.” I would always boast about how awesome the train rides were. But in reality they were stuffy, cramped and sweaty.          These are pictures of relatively empty trains. Anyway, in all this while I’ve realized that putting myself in uncomfortable situations physically (waking up early, exercising) is not the only thing that is going to help me. I need to be uncomfortable emotionally. To finally just admit to myself, what I think is true. It’s going to be an emotional week!  -Miti


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