Thought Therapy

17 days into the year 2017, and with no resolutions to tie me back to 2016 or 2018. All I have is a choice, the one choice will all look for in life..."to be happy". I don't want to sound like another self-help/inspirational/motivational blog, yet somehow I  usually end up sounding just like that ( so am told).  So with the "new year, new me" hype, I choose to be happy and stick to the old me.  Over the past few years, everyone's turned into a blogger or photographer or YouTube personality, and subconsciously this has been one of the reasons I became inactive on my own blog. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing but respect for every one out there trying to be a star following their passion or earning  a living online. Yet, honestly speaking, the whole idea has diluted my own objectives of having started a blog. Of course, I wouldn't mind making a few extra shillings on the side while doing what I consider to be therapeutic. What I don't want is...

What happens when your world changes? When everything around you no longer seems to fit perfectly... Stop believing that the world changes, it's always been the same... Start believing that all you need is a change of plan. What happens when you stop dreaming? When the one thing you woke up believing, was the one thing that you lost faith in... Stop dreaming, so much will pass you by with your eyes closed up... Start taking chances with new realities, with eyes wide open to seize new goals. What happens when you stop trusting? When the one person you could always count on, stopped believing in you.. Stop trusting everyone, faith in yourself  is what matters.. Start trusting God,  faith in Him is what matters most. LyricalUmy PS: It's been a while, but finally getting a new perspective on this adulting phase :)

Where to begin?! 2016 is here, and 2 months down the line, I feel  like time is moving too fast and there's too much going on and too much that still needs to be done. It's like moving one step ahead, only to realize that you have 20 steps left. "Adulting" at its best.  I wanted to write down all the life lessons that 2016 brought with it, but like I said, I don't know where to begin! So I'll start with the highlight of my year...scratch that, I'll choose ONE of the highlights. It's made it to number 1 of my 2016 and it'll probably be at the top of my list for a long long time. One that made me realize just how sweet life can get with the right people in it, the same people who make you appreciate all the "adulting" and give you the courage to give it your best. I have never denied my hopeless romantic side, but I usually know where to draw the line between reality and fantasy. But as I recall the events of this unforgettable night, I...

Dear READER, I don't know who you are or where you're from, but these words are for you. It's been 4 years since I let you into my life, and in that time, my life has never been the same. This marks my 100th blog post, and throughout the 4 years of writing down my thoughts, I never really grasped the fact that I was actually writing to you. My blog  began as a  way of rescuing my brain from constant thought overload. Writing was my therapy, and still is. I could write all day and night if I had the chance. I can only hope that one day someone will invent a mind-reading typewriter to save me the trouble of typing all my thoughts. It's astonishing how  much you know about me and how much you still don't know about me.All my crazy thoughts on life, the ups and downs, all encrypted in this blog. You have read me at my worst, and read me at my best. I never tell you too much, just in case you brush me off as clinically insane or emotionally deranged, but I always ope...

Staring at a blinking cursor, wondering what to write,  with so many thoughts in my head all jumbled up in this concoction of mixed feelings. It's freezing outside but this head of mine's getting overheated from the question and answer game life keeps throwing at me.  "What next?" the elusive question that only God can answer but somehow deep down I know that I have the answer.After 3 years of writing/blogging  my thoughts, my 99th post is simply the 99th thought that's kept me up since 5 a.m. I have stared at my phone since 5 a.m, scrolling through news feeds and all sorts of articles just to  keep my thoughts at bay. I've found out about Google's new logo ( why did they change it?)  and the  effects of  the Chinese stock market crash ( I feel smart just by  writing that down), news that's shaping the world all in the hope of getting a few hours of peace  as I lose myself in what's happening outside of me. After an  hour of serious ne...

Things happen, and that's when life happens. Moments that steal your heart away, Moments that keep your mind awake. When life happens, love happens. Moments that take your breath away, Moments that break your heart again. When love happens, everything happens. The ups and downs, The truths and lies, The do's and don't's A life that's worth living and loving. Each moment, each day... Be grateful, for the ones that stay, Be strong, for the troubles that come your way. Be humble, be patient, it's just another day. When life happens, you live another day. and that's  enough. (LyricalUmy)

How do I write about a man whose loud presence can’t be ignored? How do I begin to describe a man whose life should be written down in volumes of books, a man whose battles and achievements could literally make you wonder why you have never tried out that daredevil in you? A man whose blind faith and roaring spirit will leave you believing that anything is possible, as long as you just do it! I have never written down anything much about my father, mostly because words won’t do him justice and because you need to experience him to actually know who he is. He is tough, he is loud, he is sharp and witty, he never gives up and he is simply my papa. I know I will never get it right when it comes to the adjectives that could describe papa, mostly because he is more than words. He’s the man who’s taught me to live in the moment, because we can’t really trust the future. A man who’s taught me to be witty, because sometimes you have to outdo the book smarts to survive. A man who’s ta...