If only you look. Really look. Behind the front door.
I wonder how many experiences or connections I have missed out on in life because all I saw was the front door.
I need to think of some ideas to write about for my blog. I remember I started off with the entries being similar to journal entries, but public-friendly. Maybe I can speed up my production rate (urgh!) by reverting to a similar…
Have you ever been considered “knowledgeable” in a particular subject? Surely, there has been an area you “knew…
I was chatting with a repairman in my kitchen today — both the microwave and the oven are not working…
By Nicole Cayer
There he was. Rambunctious. Giggly. Teetering precariously on the precipice of an infectious laugh, an arching back away from a whiny mess. The seemingly bottomless free-fall of someone who should be fast asleep at this hour.
May 2016. Armação de Perâ. Portugal.
There are a lot of wantrapreneurs in the world.
I’m one of them.
Just one minute, let me quickly look at this.
Writing from Gurgaon where we’re attending our company’s offsite.
Work is always a good excuse to bond with people over and throw in some alcohol, and it gets even better. I suppose it also helps that we have a lot of interesting people…
Sometimes I start writing and think
what could I possibly offer others in my words?
Don’t the people who matter -
who change others
Normally when I go to the movies I think of a few things. One is popcorn! Two is a drink, and the third? Some kind of…
We are just a bunch of beings, bonding to some and rejecting others.
I am grateful for my shelter.
I am grateful for the warm and comfortable bed I sleep in.
I am grateful for the amazing sleep I just had.
I am grateful for the abundance of good food and clean water I have access to.
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Some days are longer than others. Long drives from the countryside through the highway and to the city. In the city, drivers cut in front of me. They are frustrating. They don’t care. The city makes me feel smaller somehow. Nonplussed, I press on; we carry on; the…