Thought of Sunday

How are you all? Hope things going well

I have many stories to tell since the last time I wrote. Even too many, I run out of words and my memories collapse. The sad thing is I can’t even tell the simplest stories.

Often times it happens this way, my mind paralyzed my action. My ideas overwhelm my body. My stories beat up my words. In the end, I am doing nothing and stuck in the same points. So I think to myself how could I grow?

What about you? What troubles do you meet frequently which inhibit your growth and how you know you are growing and moving toward your destiny?

Doubt

There is a kind of feeling

Which is staying but often get unnoticed

The moment when you celebrate your alone time

The freedom in your hand

The moment when you want to fly

But the doubt sneaking inside

The tears fall out when

You let your dream dying inside

Why not dying trying to make dreams come true?