Torn From the Pages of My Heart
This part is called moving on.
I am currently caught up with work. The only kind of writing I do these days are either work or blogging. I am a work in progress, just like any other human being and I am recognizing my shortcomings, not just my strengths. For me to be able to write poetry again, I need to fall in love again... with life, and to see the good in each person the way I used to. I am trying to find that kind of love.
What I learned in 2016:
You'd be surprised at the amount of selfishness, insensitivity, lack of self-respect and disregard of values people who seem so sweet and pleasant to be with have. Be careful who you give your heart to. Be even more careful with nice people. They're the ones that can bite the most.
I am currently caught up with work. The only kind of writing I do these days are either work or blogging. I am a work in progress, just like any other human being and I am recognizing my shortcomings, not just my strengths. For me to be able to write poetry again, I need to fall in love again... with life, and to see the good in each person the way I used to. I am trying to find that kind of love.
What I learned in 2016:
You'd be surprised at the amount of selfishness, insensitivity, lack of self-respect and disregard of values people who seem so sweet and pleasant to be with have. Be careful who you give your heart to. Be even more careful with nice people. They're the ones that can bite the most.
