Step Into My Shoes..

"When was the last time I finished a book, I ask myself. If I don't check my goodreads account, I don't really remember. I know the last book I finished reading is "Anne of the Island". This I know because, being the narcissist that I am, I check my facebook profile one too many times and it's just there for me to not-remember. I know many people in my life know or remember me as that "bookworm". I am currently 'reading' "Long Way Down" and I think I begun reading it quite a while ago. It's not a bad book. Indeed it is a rather interesting one, one that the two-years-ago or really, one-year-ago me would have devoured in the matter of days. And then before this one and after Anne, I tried my hands on two books. I put them down, never to read again." I started working on this piece of blog probably in January (that is the time frame I have set for "Long Way Down" in my goodreads account) and then I just de...

If I ask you what the best feeling in the world is, what will your answer be? Love? (Yes) Security? (Definitely) Accomplishment? (Without doubt) Happiness? (No question) But there is another thing that is also as important. Lets give you some scenarios to build on what I might be getting at. The other time I was caught in a downpour. Well, technically, I wasn't really caught-caught in it because I had a brolly with me, like I always do. But most other people were definitely caught in it. (oh, poor them) And in another instance, it started to get really chilly because of the wind in summer-ish time but I had my cardigan with me so I was cool. And then we have the classic exam time example. I am at my exam hall, I look at the questions and I go, wow I know the answers to these questions.  What I am getting at, is that one of the best feelings in the world is being prepared. Rain? Got a brolly. Chilly? Got a cardigan. Exam? I know the answers. Past these mundane life...

I recently had myself a gash. I am aware of how extreme that sounds but it had felt extreme at that point. I had cut my palm (accidentally) and I cannot forget how painful it had been. It had been a deep cut and I could actually see the inside of my skin if I moved my fingers in a certain way. It had hurt at the moment it had happened and had hurt for a long time since. It would hurt on every instance that I had to come in contact with water and it would hurt every so often I had to touch anything for that matter. I was in habit of constantly flinching thinking of the pain I would induce if I did this or if I did that. And then suddenly this morning I looked at my palm and saw that the skin that hung open had somehow been sealed shut. No matter how further back I inclined my palm, the abyss of a cut wouldn't appear, let alone open. I was clearly amazed at how our bodies can heal. It takes time but it does heal. Because it doesn't do to let a wound stay raw and painful. I...