When someone told me that happy memories could be as powerful as sad ones, I never believed them.
I never understood how powerful they could be because I had never had one of those memories. The ones that I could just pull out of my mind and bring in front of my minds eye and see it.
But now I have that happy springtime day to go back to. The large window, the sunlight streaming in, silhouetting us in light.
That day, our day, the best day.
Each day is an unknown. It doesn’t feel like an unknown. You can have plans, have thoughts, have things to do. But each day is an unknown. Treat it as such. See the beauty in it.
There are many what ifs. Many maybes. A few near misses, a few but what about- All of them are meaningless. They’re not real. They’re conjecture, a thought that has no more meaning than the dreams you draw up in your sleep. They don’t hold you. They don’t own you. They’re not you.
“So,” Iuen asked, “what do you think?” Ealia looked over at Iuen. Part of her wondered absently if he would ever get the grass stains out of his grey officers robes. Maybe he’d get ribbed for it back at the officer’s mess, interrogated to find out who his mysterious lover was. “Think of what?” she … More New Love (A Teacup Story)
What is wisdom? I mean, it’s not an age thing. Wisdom can be youthful. It’s not a knowledge thing, not always. Wisdom can be granted even without full knowledge of the facts. I suppose it’s a pause before a response. A deep breath. A truth, kindly put. Designed to help someone forward. To break through … More Wisdom (A 100 Words Story)
Flowers can teach us a lot. They can teach us about what it takes to grow. That you have to be fed with the basics of human needs before you can truly flourish. That everyone grows at their own rate, and that other people’s journey cannot be compared to your own. They teach us that … More Lessons from Flowers (Teacup Story)
Yailn watched the candle flicker on the end of the bath, letting her thoughts wander. The week had been hard. Watching the world turn to dust outside as she just did boring mundane work. Sometimes she wished there was a higher calling she could answer to, a nobler cause. But there wasn’t, not for her. … More Candle (100 Words)