If you say this and that and are never heard, does it really matter what you have to say. Always feel that your expressions have importance.

Have you ever realized how beautiful it is to live each day no matter how chaotic life at times can be?

Excuses, excuses.

A journey in search of the obvious.

Finding who I am.

Change is the only certainty, still we miss the point.

A poem from my schooling.

I live in a little wooden “house” in the backyard of my landlady’s home. Between the ferns, flowers and other flora, my little home is situated. At night I hear the squirrels rattle across the flat roof, which has caused me to jump in my skin a couple of times. But that doesn’t really bother me. I often get unwelcome visitors, namely, spiders, and this is where the inspiration for my topic came from.

You get worse and worse.

We could make this worthwhile.