Tuesday, 1 August 2017

A Memory, Already

It was a little after lunch at work when I received a text message from my husband saying that Chester Bennington was no more.

My first reaction was to laugh. Naturally, disbelief has taken over and I refused to give in to the idea that something so ridiculous can even take place.

I stopped what I was doing and set out to look it up on Google, to prove to my husband that it was a hoax, obviously.

Saturday, 17 June 2017

A Piece of Heaven

As I sit awake,
this late into the night,
the world outside, encompassed in shadows
with mighty winds that bite
into the trees, the leaves, the bark.
it is dark.
My nostalgic mind creeps its way
down the memory lane
and thinks back on those days

Saturday, 6 May 2017

Journal Entry Prompt: A motto to live by

What's a motto?
Nothing. What's a motto with you?

Lame. But what is my motto? What is that formation of words which invoke in me a desire to live my life through the meaning that those words express? Is it possible to have one motto in life? Can only one sentence make it possible to direct life through the ever changing scenario of time? Life changes, so do situations. I can be happy today but tomorrow I may be sad. The motto that gets me through the good days, will it be enough to charge me ahead through my bad ones?

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