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Note to Self (224) Struggle

Quietly back home, I listen to the silence of my apartment. The fridge is humming in the kitchen. The small feng shui fountain drips quietly by the bathroom. I’m sitting here in my pajamas, writing away my thoughts, so that they would leave me alone. My mind enters a blur I know all too well.…

Note to Self (222) Wake Up!

Enough with complacency. Enough taking everything for granted. Just like my books, I’m a WIP and must improve every day of the week. There’s no time to waste. I’ve learned my lesson the hard way. Doesn’t mean I can’t make mistakes anymore. No one’s perfect. I have to keep at it. Relentlessly, but also smoothly.…

Note to Self (221) Time to Shine #Maine

My cat missed me for five days. I left her by her herself (mind me, she had plenty of litter, food and water) because I drove to Maine for Easter! First time in lobster land, and I loved it. The drive took seven-eight hours, and yes, it was exhausting, but the trip was worth it.…

Note to Self (220) Thirsty Thursdays

Stephen Strasburg from the Washington Nationals… Ah. Let me just take a deep breath and contemplate all the talent this young man has. Nice. Very nice. Hehe. I love baseball. And hockey. But the hockey season is almost over. I didn’t go to any games this season because in my past life, going to a…

Note to Self (217) Sundays

Today was busy. But it was great. I don’t remember the last time I kept so busy and felt so productive. Well not since the past few months at least. My old Sundays always consisted of sitting by myself in the living room, my blinds closed, with my bottle of Black Label. I used to…

Note to Self (216) Crossroads

It’s all in the making of a thought. I don’t give it much power, but as the thought grows, it builds a personality of its own like a monster hiding under my bed. Soon enough, the thought is bigger than me, and controls everything I do. I don’t own the ability to stop the process.…

Note to Self (215) Gratitude

Today I’m grateful to be sane. To be healthy. To have a roof over my head. A cute kitty cat. Food. A job. God. Friends. My poodle. A purpose. Every second I’m awake, I appreciate even the dullest things. It’s part of the journey. A snowflake landing on the tip of my nose, a phonecall,…