Tag: journey
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The circle (Happy New Year)
As we start the year, we have years resolutions Where some of us want to lose weight, And others want to start their own businesses and other things we have planned for the year.But the same approach that we use every year usually hinders us to not achieve our goals we had set at the […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (I don’t know who I am)
It’s been like this for a while now. I’ve forgotten the basics of what makes me to be me. It’s difficult to recognise the being I’ve turned out to be. I’ve always thought I was forever going to be on top of things. At first, I just wanted to be modern. Tradition looked like it […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (The Domino Effect)
My past is haunting me. I can pin point the decision leading to the empire tumbling. Now the pursuit to corrections is followed by a tremendous feeling of stagnation. Life cannot move until it’s rectified, but time passes by and I always feel I’m left behind. And then it’s a race against time, resulting in […]
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Pace vs. Stamina
Pace vs. stamina I started running a few days ago with two co runners with pace, one thing that I don’t have, but God has blessed me with stamina. Stamina by definition: “Ability to sustain a prolonged physical and mental effort”. We started running with a small pace but as we kept running they increased […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (Afraid of the Dark)
They say, when days are dark, friends are few. But also when it’s dark, my shadow fades too. How do I blame anyone when I can’t see anything? Maybe they’re also in the dark and they can’t see me. Truth be told, light only touches the surface. Darkness goes deeper. When there’s light, everyone sees […]
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Sober Alcoholics: Solace
Trying times. Turbulent tides.The storms keeps getting worse.I’ve projected myself as strong, I’m obliged to keep going.It’s a heavy burden, I can’t believe I’ve carried it for so long. I want to stop and pause for second.But being idle makes the journey longer.If nothing is done, there’s no progress in the struggle.So in order to […]
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Sober Alcoholics: (Gave it my all)
With both my hands, it’s like I’m holding sand.I don’t want to let it go.If I open my hands to hold it gently, the wind blows it over.So I hold on tight, it bruises my skin and falls through my fingers. I invested a lot in this, it’s falling apart.Funny that I’m the only one […]