where do I go from here? how long more can I pretend? the darkness didn’t leave me after all… shattered but holding upnis the worst pain ever.
we often take things (tangible or intangible) and go; or move on to the next goal…cos there is really no time. would it be different if we pause at that moment to think and appreciate that someone, your life, your belief…
lately work has been very demanding to the extent that I am devoid of feelings. I complained and I wished I didn’t have to work or if I can do something I like.
today I saw someone on the road trying to make a living by struggling to make music with his limited means while his elderly mom helped on and thanked me and others who have donated profusely. that moment I was thankful for the everything in my life. why must we see someone’s suffering to be reminded of how minor (including paranoid and imaginary ones) our problems are?
while I am still feeling the blues and weight of life I must be constantly mindful and thankful.
There are days where you just feel lousy for no reasons, well perhaps there are cumulative or underlying reasons…which has cannot be solved instantly. That is when you wished people around you to leave you alone, seriously.
Are every Mondays supposed to be a bag of nerves?
Why is it that i always try to start the day injecting positiveness? But invariably still end up drained and perhaps even wounded…