I still remember a time when the new year was a beacon of hope.
The train of life moves too fast.
I have always been odd. Weird. When I was younger, I stuck out like a sore thumb in a time when it was extremely cool to fit in. I have had an overwhelming desire to be more than just the mould that society had cast for me even before I was born. My life was set in stone but I wanted that stone to be one I could write on my own story. A stone I could chisel and create something different than what was expected of me.
Picture this: You’re seated in front of a computer, excited to write something. You open the app that you use to write, MS Word, Google Docs, Notes. You crack your knuckles and delicately place your hands in readiness to type out the next Great Novel, or the award winning story. And then…. Nothing.
Dear Future Husband…
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I made it! I am here! I made it to the seventh day! I didn’t miss a day, granted my blogs have been coming in late but that is because I still have a laziness and procrastination problem and a day job. I am celebrating nevertheless.