Month: November 2021
Procrastination.
Twenty four hours a day, minus eight hours of sleep and the breaks needed for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, we are constantly rushing and short of time for what we set out to do. Time is ticking, time is precious.…
Those were the days.
Reminiscing childhood life, days were carefree. Mess was encouraged, faults were forgiven. Despite told what not to do, imagination was spree. Those were the days, almost forgotten. . . . Reflecting today, bound by commitments. Problems are not to play,…
Blogging is not writing.
A newsletter came in today. It talks about the proliferation of blogs in recent years and why they failed in a short span of time. Intrigued, mainly because my blog hasn’t been very successful since 2018. I envy those blogs…
