I lied

That last post was a lie. I am not looking forward to winter. I hate the fucking cold.

Winter

By far my favourite part of winter is the first snow fall. When the flakes gently cover everything and each piece glistens in the light of the lamps. Yellow orange hues creating diamonds that are all different in every way. I'm waiting for you winter.

Look up

Perhaps it is the idle mind or idle hand that gets one thinking of travel. The most romantic way to see the world is as you go up and down through the clouds. Was I meant to be here only to fulfill one purpose? Am I pretending this is everything I dreamed of? Would it be different to see the world now that I have experiences everything I have ever dreamed of?

Alone together

I watched a TED talk that fascinated me. It was by a woman named Sherry Turkle on how technology has impacted our lives and not necessarily for the better. I haven't stopped thinking about it. In fact it's led me to be more aware of how often I'm on my phone, how often I check my mail etc etc. It affects the way we communicate. It affects who we are. We can no longer have conversations without our mind wandering, without our hands idling or reaching for our phone to text. We can't sit and interact as well as before and we most certainly have forgotten how to be alone. I lay here and type this wondering how it came to this.. Me in the dark typing my thoughts on a screen, my pen and paper long forgotten. Well I think it is time to go back. Reconnect the proper way. Talk, Write, focus on one thing. Be alone. Be silent. Be in peace.

Lost

I fear I have been sucked in.
Lost to my way.
I have forgotten what I came to do
And now I must do what it takes
To give back.
To be me again.
To be true to all of my Self.

What happened?