“Across the broad continent of a women’s life falls the shadow of a sword. On one side, all is correct, definite, orderly; the paths are straight, the trees regular, the sun shaded; escorted by gentlemen, protected by policemen, wedded and buried by clergymen. She has only to walk demurely from cradle to grave and no-one will touch a hair of her head. But on the other side, all is confusion. Nothing follows a regular course. The paths wind between bugs and precipices; the trees roar and rock and fall in ruin” - Virginia Woolf
.... Trying to get up that great big hill of hope..... For a destination.......
As life goes on and we find ourselves not getting any younger, here's a letter addressed to that one person who deserves to know everything that has been experienced.
Perhaps "The One" doesn't exist, perhaps it does. But if it really does, maybe you weren't The One for me. Maybe you were just the good i found in a goodbye...
Sometimes, it takes ages to befriend someone. But when the right people at the right place in the right time meet, they blend with ease like air and create memories worth recalling for a long time.
My first exhilarating experience in the wilderness of South Africa
All relationship requires effort. What makes the effort effortless is the person who chooses you like there were no other choices.
When you forget to love yourself, pain becomes your guru to help you learn it all over again
Sometimes, we don't define moments, but moments define us. Here's to enjoying the moment
Once in a while, when longing for dullness, assure yourself that you have run enough to deserve the motionless state.