Once there was a kid who didn't know better, he lived his life one day at a time, thinking only about the moment, neglecting or rather not ignoring tomorrow. He lived doing everything that comes to his mind, not thinking of the consequences, charging towards the unknown happily with a tiniest bit worry on his … Continue reading Touch Down
In a new decade the wanderer returns, and takes off where he left off. The journal was lost, or rather destroyed by himself, because of the unbareable memories. So he decided to record the journey in the places that they have occured in, and so the man retraced his steps back to where it all … Continue reading The Damned
Does it still work ?
As I reached a point where I over plan the things that I have already planned for, jotting down every detail, dividing it into manageable small tasks. Now you may wonder, what am I complaining about, well, an X in my life has a due date and I am aware of the result, yet I … Continue reading Over Planning
One step at a time a get closer, one obstacle after the other I fight in order to reach my goal, the final goal. I cannot stop thinking about it, it haunts me that I was drifting away for a long time, distracted, wasting time, not thinking straight, and above all tiring myself on things … Continue reading The Process…
Every morning, I take my fountain pen and journal along with me to the beach, sitting in my favorite spot, where the beautiful breeze hit my head, refreshing my thoughts, the view of the endless sea, ignites my imagination, and the sound of the waves crashing on the beach, calming the rush in my heart. … Continue reading Who Is The Writer ?
A person may find life unbearable, always accompanied by life-shortening feelings; sadness and depression. This unfortunate state that they have reached is caused by either disappointment or making a big deal out of what happened. Disappointment not only in oneself but also in relationships. The pain that is emitted from disappointment is so harmful that … Continue reading We Are Our Own Enemies