oh how far I have come knowing there's still a long way to go.
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oh how far I have come knowing there's still a long way to go.
I suppose I need to start reading or writing again in order to make myself feel alive
To love someone is to attend a thousand births of who they're becoming
"All that a woman ever wanted, to be not taken for granted"
Imaaa, where are you?
How are you?
Hiiiii *waves at you with a big grin*
Oh, well.
It's been a long while since I last wrote or was active here. It's almost as if a part of me has just flown away somewhere afar. Specifically that part that found great joy in writing. :"
But another part has surfaced now. And it dearly loves the field of finance. Can you believe I breathe finance every day? It's been 9 months of working in a financial space as a full time employee. And I couldn't be happier about landing in this domain. Finance ignites this fierce passion in me and that is a nice feeling to be feeling.
I miss writing sometimes. I will ensure to make time for it again. It's just that the career I am in right now and the world of literature do not go along together, at this point of time in my life. Hopefully, once I'm fully settled and have achieved some milestones in the finance industry, I will get back to sprawling my emotions and pen them down.
I am so happy to be seeing your presence here. <3
How are you? Is life treating you nicely? Did you read something new? Are you happy? Tell me anything and everything. :')
You know Imaaa, somebody told me one day that life won't give you the same kind of days always, like your days will keep changing, your time will keep moving, on somedays you will have nothing to do but on somedays you will run out of time to do what needs to be done. So just enjoy the kind of days you're living.
And about the writing part, it is still there in you, how you have just answered my ask shows how dearly you love writing.
I wish you the best days, I wish you abundance of time to fulfill all your dreams.
About me - I'm doing good, just working in a library, will change my city I'm currently staying in this year and I also don't write anymore. I kinda miss writing though. But hopefully I will start writing and reading soon.
Thank you for answering back
Sending you love and hugs
Sometimes I would think what could have gone wrong that I stopped writing, that I stopped dreaming, that I stopped being mesmerized by the beauty of this life...
Where even would you go?
I fill these empty pages in your absence
My heart bleeds some kind of longing
You stay there unnoticed
Someone asks me,
Why even I begun to make sense of something so fragile?
I'll not come back this time
I promise to myself
And then my feet bring me dragging back to your door
When even I become so hopeless?
I believe when they say,
'Bargaining in love doesn't work in your favor'
You can't keep searching for love where you lost it.
with you, there comes waiting.
Franz Kafka, from a letter to Milena Jesenka featured in "Letters to Milena,"
how windows are important no matter wherever you are :
when I look through my window, I see my past, I see a sky so high and oh so bright, I see tress so green and unreachable, I see people walking and practicing life, I see birds in different colours and sizes waiting on a branch in unity, I see dust on windows reflecting shiny particles once sunlight falls on them, I see my curtains swaying as the wind comes silently, I see outside and suddenly the face of my mother appears in front of me, I see outside and I try to recall my grandfather's voice, I see outside and there lies my past ahead of me, scattered all over the view that I get through my window.
reality of a girlblogger ♡
Leila Chatti, from “Tea”
Clarice Lispector, from "Miss Algrave" in Soulstorm: Stories
Yesterday went rough
i felt no taste of food or of rain
once again I found myself struggling to cope
once again I found myself killing the day hours as I used to do in my teens
when I say rough
it means something so similar to swimming in an ocean but there's no shore to reach
it means seeing a timelapse video of a day but you're the one recording it with your eyes
when I described my day as rough
It meant I could tell you how many times I inhaled and exhaled throughout the day
it meant I could tell you how many steps I took and for many hours I remained still and awake on my bedroom floor
hey, it's been so long. how are you?
Heyyyyyy, it has indeed been so long. I'm doing all good. How are you imaaa? How is your life going currently? How have you been all these days!? I miss you. I miss old Tumblr days.
Hope these last few months of this year bring you peace and happiness 💞
Rooting for you always 🫂
Please take care of yourself imaaa ❣️
-Zoë Lianne