Can't stop thinking even if I try so writing is my outlet. It gives (or doesn't) sense to my life. Either way, I love it. Some of my non-fiction works have been published, but I have a passion for biographies. Happy writing to all!
I haven’t met anyone like me
Humans are social beings. This is not something I just made up, but it’s a construct that’s been chewed over and over again by science. We need interaction, support, and connections if we are to get somewhere meaningful in life. It makes a lot of sense in terms of evolution. Humans wouldn’t make it this far without sharing knowledge and ideas, thus expanding consciousness and elevating humanity to the next level of progress. If you translate it to modern times inundated with social platforms, if no one knows about what you’re doing, it didn’t happen. I tend to agree, but it’s not as simple as it sounds. In order to be around people, you have to like them and, more importantly, they have to like you. This is where I come in.
I have been contemplating and exploring the below more than anything else. 1. Is there a way to break the pattern? Can people change? Can I change what I’ve been doing if I want different results and why does that seem very impossible? I don’t ever want to be hurting like this.
La vie est belle
When I worked as a carer, I’ve heard one particular thing more than once. When a lady I took care of had a bad day and, I suppose we might have both been wondering if it’s worth it, she’d say: ‘Better that than the alternative.’ Better meaning struggle and the alternative death.
A career or The career
Memes inspire me. I find life hilarious. In a very good context, mind you. They just show us that no one’s alone in any situation. There are people who’ve experienced the same and have managed to present it in such a funny way, from exactly that angle… And it’s mostly things most of us find challenging. Memes just lift me up. I see the bright side of life.
Crazed and confused
I went to bed shortly after 11 p.m. and fell asleep almost right away, which is an event I love to celebrate because hitting the pillow and falling asleep at the same moment doesn't come naturally to me. I woke up suddenly and instantaneously prayed it was at least 5 a.m. so I can get up and allow my relentless mind to play useless thoughts over and over conscientiously. What felt like at least 6 hours of sleep was in fact closer to two. It was only 1.15 a.m. With eyes wide open, I got up, made a cup of tea, and decided to find a movie on Netflix, hoping to get sleepy enough by the end of it.