Hiding Place

WELCOME TO MY THOUGHT CORNER!

This is my personal "hiding place" where I can talk about my feelings and thoughts freely; the perfect corner where I can give life to my daydreams and complain about my reality; an escape to share my kind of crazy and keep my sanity. I love words that rhyme and that is not a crime. This is a mixture of darkness, butterflies and confetti. If you're still reading this then it's working so go ahead and enjoy the rest of it. - C

Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Bullies

   No one wants to be labeled as a bully but we can’t help ourselves from acting as such. The funny part about it is that the bigger bully is the one who gets easily angered by jokes. -C

Sunday, January 20, 2019

Permanence of No One

     Sometimes I imagine myself being with someone. In my imagination we would be doing daily chores together; we would hang out in the living room. We could be talking or just sitting next to each other doing nothing. I wonder how different it would be to know that you are not alone? Opposite to how I’ve been living my life for the longest time. It must be really comforting. But then the story will always end up with the question of "how's" and “what if's". What if that someone leaves or taken away from you? What if the situation gets complicated that you don't have any option but to leave or let go? How can you handle that? How do you move on from that? Then I will see an image of my father waking up at 12mn, drinking his coffee with tears in his eyes because now he is alone. That moment used to be his and my mother’s “thing”. They used to spend that time chatting about anything catching up about how each other’s day went. My heart breaks every time my imagined story reaches that moment. And that’s when I start to think that maybe, just maybe, it’s better to be alone, live alone, get used to being alone. - C