finally the wave has passed and now most of us must return to the normal routine of work and structure. i was working on my project yesterday and it occurred to me how some people do not have the ability to write. this is a professional document i am working on, editing and for the life of me i can’t imagine why anyone would accept something so poorly written.…

it occurred to me that i worry very much about things and people. i was shoveling snow outside last night and i asked myself why i was bothered by certain events that were going on and i found the answer. as i kept pushing the snow, i was reminded of how as a parent, we worry all the time about our children even though they are grown up or try to be.…

a man and i once had a conversation | i asked this question: “why can’t we be like them?” his reply was: “because we aren’t”

i never really understood that until today and it hit me that most people of the world are in competition with ‘the jones’ as they used to say and really there is no competition.…

taking a step back can be one of the hardest things to do when you are a person who insist on finding solutions immediately to problems.

the patience and tolerance needed to be a great person is probably ¬†more profound as we do not always accept others.…

sometimes we forget whether we are rich or poor, popular or not, we are all human and in this day and age i am reminded that more people should be treated equally.

i had the pleasure of sharing a room with a great individual my past few days or agony, as we were going through the same procedure.…

When you spend your whole life in search of something that you know will never come, you must ask yourself:

What is the real issue?

I have spent years looking for that one thing or that one person to fulfil me and never found it.¬†…

sometimes, life is unfair. it traps us into thinking we are epic and in the end we find out it was all a dream. most inspiring people have the ability to love themselves enough to never care what others do or say. how grand it would be if we could all think like this?…

i want to talk about dreams this morning, as i woke up with intense feeling of sadness.

for as long as i can remember, my dreams are so real they feel as though i am living another life. call it whatever but it is an awful feeling to wake up and not even know what is real and what is the dream.…