Nia

Entering into a season of rest. These few weeks have been stressful; truth be told they have been a bit more than I can handle, and then some. I have walked away from relationships, left home, and tried this whole "Adulting" phase by myself.   It has NOT been easy, and constantly I am forced to consider the decisions I have made. All this change because I had lost my peace, had disappointed the people I loved, and thrown a wrench into the unit I called family.  I was beating myself up over mistakes I had made when I was much younger, and more stupid, and now I was learning that people do not forget, and that very few people forgive. I had walked away from my past, but it still followed, and nothing I could do could change the me people saw.   I was in dire need of peace. Rest from it all.   Suicide and depression were calling all 4 of my names, and God knows how many times I tottered over the edge of that cliff.   One Saturday I c...

Today is the 9 th of June. And I am 7 days into my internship at The Finder Newspaper. Now, I have two things to say about this entire working thing. It is haaaaaard! Never again am I going to say this “I can’t wait to finish school so I can start working.” *insert pause* This statement can no longer be made with off-handed ease. Not anymore.   Because, life is hard .   Work is hard.  And there’s nothing that comes easy, not in this day, not in this time, not in this life. If you want to make an impact in the world, or if you’re just bored and in need of something to do, something that will actually profit you something – not just sitting around eating crisps and binge watching TV – you’re going to meet hard stops. You’re going to have demanding bosses who will question every bone of creativity in you. You’re going face problems that will demand your everything; time, finances, energy, everything! And you’re not always to underst...

Because everyone needs to write a letter… "I have died everyday, waiting for you. Darling, don't be afraid. I have loved you, for a thousand years. And I'll love you for a thousand more.” *Christina Perri (A Thousand Years)                                            *** It happens every time.  I think about you, and my thoughts; along with my reason flies away.  At times, I am sad, other times there's this feeling of nostalgia that makes me want to find a time—machine and revisit all those nice times that we had together ( or simply bring you back to life) The stories you told are engraved in my mind forever, and I tell them as well; not as well as you did though, I tell them whenever I can.  (To an audience that sometimes appreciates them, but also to people who look at me, laugh, then say “You talk too much, d’you know that?”) ...