Light Bulb Moments

Writing when sad is inspiring But when happy it's overwhelming Looking at you made me stopped moving Turns out, I haven’t been looking Somewhere along the road I'm even too surpised that I could It makes me wonder, “Is this real?” From Lola Conding's garden. Who knows exactly how I feel? Then and now, I thought it’s love I'll always do and  I guess I always have What tomorrow brings, it’s uncertain But letting go, is so right and certain I may be hesitant, still, goodbye, Love Time to welcome what I should have. - M

There are moments in my life when I’m too busy with almost everything, but I just stop in the middle of it, pick up any kind of pen close to me at the moment, look for my journal or make use of a scratched or clean piece of paper or even a 2-ply tissue, my lecture notes aren’t an exception either. I lay down my thoughts, let my mind and hand do the whole business of pouring my heart out . Words flowing smoothly from my brain down my spine straight to my inspired right hand until I get distracted and out of focus. Well, unfortunately, I easily get lost track of my thoughts, I’m bad at focusing on one goal and peace of mind seems like a kind of luxury that I still couldn’t afford until now. But even in those times of distraction and wilderness in my head, writing helps . It makes you say everything without ranting , you can mix all topics that come to your head, be a total freak for being so utterly nonsense while words are rambling on your paper. Random ideas or even organized write-up...