:: trudge along the road of life ::

My body clock could apparently detect when I'm having my holidays.
For when the clock strikes twelve, my brain cells start functioning & all thoughts in the head come crashing as if there's no tomorrow.
And this little space has been a true companion - a great listener to my most random thoughts & endless ramble.

I'm into my final chapter of the 'Happiness Hypothesis'.
It provided a good insight on the theoretical aspects & I finally come to my senses -
mere knowing does not necessarily mean you are halfway through a life-changing experience.
Though after the read, one can safely say the world does not only hold your problems.
There are others to consider & that our tears of suffering are just the same as any one else.
It's the degree of pain which we chose that marks all the difference.

Sometimes when you think you have everything worked out - career & relationship & family, adversity strikes when you least expect it and you witness your life slowly crumbling into pieces - how do you stay strong with your head held high believing that everything will be fine?

I think we do well at masking our innermost fears.
Fear that one day these blessings will be taken back.
And to overcome this fear; we glorify our mundane lives, content with little pleasures that each day brings.
As we slowly learn the meaning of appreciating & what loss feels like, it will come to point when we finally understand that clinging tenaciously to life may not erase its uncertainties or the fact that nothing in this world really lasts.

For what we have had never been ours in the first place.