More so than ever, I have found myself on this journey of acceptance and discovery.
I had to learn how to let go, understand that there are many things I cannot change, no matter how much it pains me, to know this very crucial information.
Above all, it opened my eyes to clarity, inspiration and commitment. Not only to myself, but the ones who need me.
A wonderful day spent, indeed.
People assume, because you’re quiet, that nothing bothers you and you are simply not heard.
I have written a thousand times over, but still, ever lost in this maze of emotions and scenarios.
What do I want to happen? I simply cannot tell you. What do I seek from my experiences? Just some clarity, and guidance.
Silence is not a weakness, and I will no longer be silenced.
Travel and blogging does not go hand in hand, at least not for me.
I find it so difficult to remember when to write and how to keep up appearances whilst abroad.
I also dislike the lack of wifi too. Writing it all down on paper is another thing.
There’s a lot of documented thoughts I’ve written down but most of it will not be posted on this blog.
At some point, in the beginning of 2018, I’ll be starting a new blog, not entirely sure what it will be based upon or what subjects will take place in terms of blog posts but I will figure it out.
In case anyone wants to read a new poem on my secondary site, here’s a link below.
LAY YOUR HANDS BARE
I hope you all have a wonderful night!
Photo credit: Alessandra Hechanova via Flickr.
Love is like buying a house; you invest time into something that will ultimately either fall apart or benefit your life immensely as the moments turn into cherished memories.
The odds of it being the idealistic scenario you imagined in your mind for years is a short branch on a grown tree.
I had this need to write out my feelings on here and I hope you don’t mind.
Well, my brain is at war with my heart, clearly, because nostalgia has crept into my thoughts again, it’s heavy and demanding.
Right now it’s four in the morning, and perhaps the lonely hour is upon us, which reminds me of previous late night discussions between me and an old friend; someone who ultimately became a ghost in the shadows.
The point of this post is, there isn’t one.
I have no clue as to why I need to express myself in the middle of the night.
Maybe it’s the longing to see your eyes the minute I wake up in the coming hours, or just the sense of knowing you’re present. To know everything will be fine in the end, that you’ll be here to cushion the impact.
To say that I miss you is an understatement. To say that I didn’t wish for a second chance to know you is greater.
But life can be a bitter lemon, and sometimes, it’s an apple you can sink your teeth into.
Be careful with your heart, but love as if you’ve never been hurt before. Follow your heart, dreams, instinct, gut feeling.
We only have this life; cherish every moment.