Patience

Little stars, great universe, please send me the courage to be brave I promise I’m going to make it worthwhile, I promise to keep faith I can’t do it by myself right now, I feel my confidence is running away I need a little hand, not asking for much, I just want to be ready … Continue reading Patience

Intuition

I have no idea where my intuition is taking me, I have no clue what path I am on and if I’m right to follow. I feel like I’m following the colours of the rainbow, chasing the stripes, expecting to find a bowl filled with gold, that might be an illusion after all. What if … Continue reading Intuition

Waiting

I have this odd feeling, I feel like I am always waiting for something. Something, or someone, some feeling or some event. A time, a place, a person or maybe just some fantasy. I am forever waiting for some thing I don’t know anything about. And I wish I knew what I was waiting for, … Continue reading Waiting

You, you, you

And maybe I do envy you. Envy your recklessness, how brave and free you are. You don’t care about consequences or other people’s feelings. At least, not much. You break rules and you make them, you drive away in the night and chase your demons. You play all these games, but you play them oh … Continue reading You, you, you

Friday, Cryday

Everything in my life feels wrong lately. Right now I’m sitting in a cafe, on my own. I just had a meal and some coffee. Sitting here thinking, watching the world outside the window functioning in a normal way, while at the same time I am falling apart, again. Nothing is the same, everything is … Continue reading Friday, Cryday

Light and Dark

I feel like I’m more than one person, but not in a schizophrenic kind of way. I am just constantly switching between two versions of myself. One version of me is light. She loves life, she’s spontaneous and assertive, open-minded and hopeful. She believes in herself, recognizes her talents and loves the people that are a … Continue reading Light and Dark

April 30th ‘18

It feels odd, being back home again. The contrast between London and the place I grew up in is huge. Life is so safe here, so simple, so quiet. It might sound strange, but I miss the busy streets, the strangers, the feeling of being anonymous. I’m not saying that I like to feel lonely, … Continue reading April 30th ‘18