The more civilized a country is, the more they have to compartmentalize you, perhaps to try and better understand you. But still; does anybody honestly and profoundly understand us? Does anybody actually care for our emotions, vision, everything we truly are, ...
My inner Self keeps whispering new stories and bashfully tells me that people do turn new leaves now and then and that is okay. We make some grudges, we get offended and then we move on.
There is a personal message hidden in everything you're facing in your life; it's the right answer and it's meant only for you. The question is: Are we able to recogniseit? My answer seems to be No butI hope you have better luck.
I can't remember signing a contract saying that I have to be the same person I was last year or three months ago, it doesn't actually say anywhere that I can't be totally different than I was three minutes ago. That's also a change, an evolution, and growth.
I can honestly say that I don't believe we're shooting for the stars, not at all, we just want a little more attention, hugs, kind words and "being there", as well as some more masculinity in the sense of the good old, sincere gentlemen’s presence.
They say that snowflakes have souls. Each has its own thoughts and a free will, each is different from others, even if they seem the same at first glance. People are like snowflakes.
My world is safe. So safe I have an extra set of keyes just in case, and more locks, because you never know. Even though there are several doors, I think you can only enter through the front. It's up to you, if you find it or not, because I usually don't give ...
My darling ladies, we each have a mountain of our own, so my wish for 2018 is that mine becomes manageable and yours remains nothing but a memory.