Through these years, I found that friendships are demanding, they are hard. They end when you take them for granted. But, ironically it's the friendships you can take for granted which last the longest.
I have always been 'aunty' in the first definition, but today I am also an 'aunt'.
For one thing to go right five things must go wrong.
I think I finally mustered up the courage to knock on Life's door, before I used to let it find me, waiting by the window.
In small squares of sticky paper, we write notes to ourselves, it's a private conversation deemed irrelevant with time and isn't that our existence?
This time of the year we all look back, we try and take our pitfalls with a pinch of salt, and ponder on all the wasted time
I can wish that the weekend should have been better, but I'll just put it to rest and move on.
Adulthood beckons as the fog outside grows thicker.
Hope is perhaps my defence against the future.
It's very easy to go wrong with lights.