No need to count the years of our friendship because we don’t need proof of how we love, appreciate, respect and care for each other.
Nothing happens in a week. I don’t mean it literally like there is lacking important events in my life. What I mean is, everything sorts of in total stasis.
There is this getting up early, and the showering, the taste of coffee and going to work. There is also after five, and the train to home, the dinner, the chatting, the bed to sleep and the rising in the next day.
This may sound a little bit repetitive, but I don’t mind at all. Who am I to complain my life when there are so many out there who are lacking what I have? It may look like n ordinary days, but I have learned to enjoy it. I always used to appreciate the normal progress of my life, and that I have concluded, though I am more becoming a dull person, I think it will be okay.
I will try to make the best of my life from what I have because it feels light, and it feels heavenly at times.
Happy Sunday to all!
It’s a beautiful thing to experience when someone is genuinely said something which you really needed to hear.
Never forget to thank them for that.
Appreciate your beauty. You are different. You are beautiful.
When you’re complaining about your work while sitting in the office or just feeling bored, Just think of those people who worked outside tolerating the heat and dusty surroundings.
Don’t you think you are lucky than them?
Don’t you appreciate what you have right now?
Construct your thoughts and think about it – again.
Always learn from the curiosity within and around myself.
a couple of metaphors dripping from a broken soul | cocooned by solitude | afraid to love | lover of afrika | daughter of pain | wanderer | seeker | attracted to flowers🌼 | a hippie living in the wrong generation | nehanda's baby girl | occasionally sane | decolonised bohemian | recovering hopeless-romantic | in love with love | i have a medical condition, it's called hurt-phobia | somedays i love with my eyes, my heart is lazy | i prefer something else but they call me liz |
Paano ko sasabihing mahal kita?
Things are as they are, not as they should be!