It’s Sunday FUNday!

It's a wonderful day!

Another start of the week has come (if you count Sunday as the start of the week ) and for me, it’s going to be a busy one!

Woke up at 7:30, I couldn’t sleep any more.

So, I decided to get up, open my shade, stare outside and think of 10 things I was grateful for.

Yes, yes, I did write them down.

I even think I will start doing this everyday. Write 10 things I am grateful for, no matter how insignificant or giagantic they might be, they have meaning!

I challenge all of you (if you aren’t already doing this) to write down every day 1o things you are grateful for, as well as, take 20 minutes to just do something for yourself in that time you are writing down what you are grateful for (it can be a couple of words or a couple of sentences for each, don’t limit yourself).

Trust me, it’s well worth it!

Here’s my list for today (in no particular order):

Music

My family

Friends

Play grounds

People who believe in me

My dreams

Nail polish

Tea

Pens

Postage Stamps

Thought:

This is me. I am myself. So why am I having such a hard time believing it?

I Wish Crazy Things!

like holding out hope that the world goes crazy and the mail arrives on a sunday!

What crazy wishes do you all have?

I Am Not

I am not proud.

I am not happy or even dying.

I am not to blame.

I am just trying not to hate you anymore.

I am just trying to be me.

GloZell says, JUST BE YOURSELF!

Was It Late, Or Just Early?

Woke up late last Friday,

Or was it early?

My alarm clock never gets the time right,

So I go by how the sun shines.

(Google Images)

I may be late,

But I don’t need an excuse

Since I’m smiling and

The clock stopped working.

Does that mean time stops just for me?

Or do the hours keep passing by?

I just don’t know.

Yet, I’ll be the one to love this day the most.

Keep on walking down this avenue

To the Mississippi

And cast out all my hopes.

Knowing the river flows down stream

And I can chase them.

(Village House Inn)

How my glory may fade

But at least time will always be with me,

Even if I don’t know.

You know what I mean?

Woke up late last Friday,

Or was it early?

My alarm clock never gets the time right,

So I go by how the sun shines.

I may be late,

But I don’t need an excuse

Since I’m smiling and

The clock stopped working.

Does that mean time stops just for me?

Or do the hours keep passing by?

I just don’t know.

I’ll be the one to love this day the most.

It seems as though I’m on a fool adventure

Chasing things I cannot see,

But will time ever cease to be with me?

Maybe once I’m dead and gone,

Under the sea.

Time is just a concept that I’ve built

Making sure I get from point A to B.

Societal roles,

Controlling my mind so I’ll never be free.

Maybe I was never late

And was not early either.

Just stuck in the middle of the tick and the tok

Floating in between.

(Google Images)

So I’m not going to get frustrated

And gutted when time slips away

From me.

I’ll just laugh and say,

“Was it late, or just early?”

Give

(Google Images)

Masterpiece

I’m writing a masterpiece. It is a masterpiece because I am the Master and it is my piece.

— Deliverence

I Wonder

Is everything, everything?

Or nothing at all?

I wonder sometimes…..