Isidore's life

  • Apr 3, 2025

    What is life’s purpose?

    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…

  • Apr 3, 2025

    A friendly ear,

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

  • Apr 2, 2025

    Intangible and yet,

    very destructive.

  • Mar 30, 2025

    What’s humbling?

    Failure is, and I am real humble lately.

  • Mar 28, 2025

    Once again,

    cut out the noise.

  • Mar 24, 2025

    I have the feeling that evolving

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

  • Mar 24, 2025

    There is something about

    no middle-man.

  • Mar 24, 2025

    To start (again) at the very beginning,

    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.

  • Mar 23, 2025

    And, we carry on.

  • Mar 21, 2025

    The only good thing about it

    is the taste, and it is not enough anymore.

  • Mar 21, 2025

    Does one has to be reminded

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

  • Mar 16, 2025

    Lately, I have been trying to learn

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

  • Mar 12, 2025

    The hardest part when fighting one’s demons is

    to find a reason to do it.

  • Mar 11, 2025

    I am an adult who has no idea about

    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…

  • Mar 10, 2025

    Can one learn to be happy?

    Some online courses maybe?

  • Mar 10, 2025

    No matter what I do,

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

  • Mar 9, 2025

    I have been robbed of so much,

    not going to forgive any time soon.

  • Mar 8, 2025

    Making the wrong choice

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

  • Mar 7, 2025

    I do not want to be sabotaging myself

    anymore.

  • Mar 7, 2025

    When do the bad decisions stop?

  • Mar 7, 2025

    When does it end?

  • Mar 7, 2025

    I truly wish there was a moment in life

    where everything becomes clear. An epiphany sort of thing.

  • Mar 6, 2025

    The good thing with messing up is

    that one gets really good at accepting setbacks.

  • Mar 6, 2025

    Silk

    right?

  • Mar 3, 2025

    And yet, sometimes one

    needs someone else to broaden one’s horizons.

  • Mar 3, 2025

    New morning, new beginning.

    New opportunity to fail, again.

  • Mar 2, 2025

    There is no decisive moment in life.

    No one is going to show up and shake you up to force you to wake up. That first step, you’ll have to take it yourself. And all the others that will follow.

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