The choices we made decide who we are today. Even decisions that were made out of necessity, and even those times when there was only one path to walk down.
Something caught my eye in the middle of work the other day. A simple geometric pattern of a golden butterfly printed on a piece of white, single-lined notes. I recalled a saying about golden butterflies made of time sand, then.
Look around you. In this room of people that you have known for years, who can you name that is close to you?
Something just got stuck in my mind today, and won’t let go no matter what I do. A question. Why do people, friends, drift away from one another?
Unnoticed, you go by, always there, but not. Standing on the sidelines is what you do, and what you will always do. No chance of that ever changing. Until the day it does, and you get your very first smile, but then it was all a dream, and you sink back down again. Continue reading
Could be just my imagination, but by the fourth time it happened, I knew it wasn’t. One blink, and the minute hand would have moved over two numbers on the clock face. Cue deep sigh. Continue reading
The things we do simply because people are watching – astounding, really. Never even thought that it’s possible. But when you’re no longer in their line of sight, well, that’s a whole other story. Continue reading