“Where people aren’t having any fun, they seldom produce good work.” ― David Ogilvy, Confessions of an Advertising Man

I’m slowly starting to believe that, it is simply to find something to fill the days. Nothing else.  Obviously, this statement does not take into account food and water, clothes and shelters. For the most part, we do not sleep under the stars anymore, nor do we go out to gather our food. We rent…

one can turn to, to discuss life’s invisible, and yet overbearing challenges, is like having a head start on life.

very destructive.

Failure is, and I am real humble lately.

cut out the noise.

is the art of saying no as often as one can.

no middle-man.

in other words, to go back to basics, when everyone around seems to already be that far ahead, and as tedious as it might feel, I do not see any other way than to cut out the noise, whichever noise it might be, especially when it sounds too enticing.

is the taste, and it is not enough anymore.

to have faith in oneself every single day? How does it work with faith? What if one keeps losing it on the daily?

what matters, and what does not. What society deafeningly insists on endorsing, does not seem to.

to find a reason to do it.

reasonable portions when it comes to meals. I always cook a lot more than necessary, and I always have to finish my plate for some reason, as if the serving dictates how much food the stomach can handle, and not the other way around. It feels wrong, like a disease, and yet, I do not…

Some online courses maybe?

and no matter where I go, I cannot seem to escape the gloomy cloud hovering over me.

not going to forgive any time soon.

is about giving in to temptation to get it over with. Making the right choice does not even feel right, it feels bland.

anymore.

where everything becomes clear. An epiphany sort of thing.

that one gets really good at accepting setbacks.

right?

needs someone else to broaden one’s horizons.

New opportunity to fail, again.