Some days I type and use my keyboard as if it were a piano and these letters weren’t forming words but music, music that I could hear and I even dance to. With every beat falling onto my soul, I could feel something spin within me and my mind only felt lighter and lighter.

As if nothing here was ever meant to be, but it is and I don't know why, but now that it is I wished it to be beautiful instead.

I want you to take a moment to cherish a series of moments that life has offered you, I want you to look back only to see how far you’ve come. Only to see how much you’ve grown, only to notice how things that once bothered you, no longer do.

And, growth does not mean success, growth is beyond success. Let’s not make life practical, let’s not function a certain way. We’re all different so let’s choose our own ways, let’s not make a plan for life and let life make a plan for ourselves.

Restlessness has a lot to do with your passion and energy. Anything that fuels you up. It’s not as simple as being exhausted, it’s a feeling that is trying to tell you to do more of what energises you. It’s an indication that you are probably not doing more of what you really love.

I feel things on a deeper level. I don’t know of a cold way to hold relations; I’ve always held them warm. So, it hurts when people leave.

I learned that there is a narrow path that leads you out of sadness to the light, a narrow path, and it will break your bones if they’re not full of faith.

Grief shuffles the feelings in my heart, it is beautiful in its own way, it’s one last chance we get – to love.

The pandemic taught me a lot about living the moments that life has presented to me. It taught me how we all have different timelines so it’s okay to walk at your pace. It’s okay to heal at your pace for the wounds are yours to bear.