Since I have started treating people more personally, not according to identity or superficial play, amazing people have entered my life and stayed. People who are real and transparent, who express themselves according to feelings and needs, who share the same ideals in life and who know how to love and remain in their power. And most of these people are women.
What is an end, if not a new beginning? Every ripe fruit contains seeds, does it not?
It's Friday - the end of another week ... and soon it will be Monday again. Many other "ends" and "beginnings" have also come around: the end of my intensive training phase in digital marketing ... and the beginning of a new work phase; my housemate is moving to Australia ... and a new housemate is moving in. In fact, this season is coming to an end in so many ways ... as another comes into view.
"Hello, how's your day?"
"If it's not bad, why isn't it good?"
The man stares at me, not quite sure what to say.
This blog is my writing indulgence. It is the kind of writing that emerged from me long before writing became my profession.