Life Is Not A Bed Of Roses

Life is more like a garden of flowers. Only, everybody's the gardener.

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Leaving on a High Note

Up up and away I am currently in the airport, waiting for my flight, so I thought I would let you know what I am thinking about right now. This is what I do, I speak, I write, I am loud. It seems like I cannot think for myself, I have to let it all… Continue reading Leaving on a High Note

Waking up in London

Today, I woke up in London, just like approximately the past thousand days of my life. It was a sunny day but it felt like one of these cloudy days. I was drawn in my own thoughts, dark thoughts, hopeful thoughts, all kind of thoughts. Questions hammering my heart and soul resulting in me crying before… Continue reading Waking up in London