The thoughts that haunt people, haunt them because they have not gotten rid of the ghosts of the past.

That’s basically what life is in a nutshell, a play of different types of scenarios all simultaneously happening to different people at the same time. Some may end up in a different scenario at different times or experience it all at once.

Yes, yoga does relax me, going on walks and reading a good book relaxes me. Nothing beats just being in the moment, relishing in the fact that you are alive via these activities. These activities slowly increased my joy factor. 

At 3, I thought I wanted to be journalist. At the time I didn’t know what that was but it kept changing. It’s funny the things you really want to do when you were younger, actually end up being the things you may end up doing.

This feeling slowly boiling inside, you cannot put a name to it. You feel numb. Reality comes in waves as acceptance. A hard pill to swallow. There’s this lump stuck in your throat that just won’t go away.

Random and spontaneous activities sometimes brew into deep connections that last a lifetime. Sometimes random makes for interesting discoveries.

As you feel obligated to follow or have tried rebelling but were coerced to follow. Those feelings probably left you feeling an underlaying sense of anger or resentment.

Your national food or drink may not be your cup of tea but, you are not [insert country] enough if you don’t like it. As if food and drink are a measure of how patriotic you are supposed to be.