It’s 30th of March.

Sitting down all alone in the living room, with a laptop, and a whirling ceiling fan, I was in a deep in thought, along with a nice rhythm of tap tap tap from one of the best keyboards I ever used.

Reflecting that is. Reflecting upon my feelings, the journey of life, and is there anything I can do for myself? Yes, I am missing the boyfriend pretty badly, but it won’t be long before he comes back. Small matter.

I always wondered if I am the cause of some things that happen to people around me, regardless good nor bad. And no, I am simply not referring to anything. I guess when reflective mood hits me, it hits. No triggers, nothing.

Looking back, perhaps 7 years before, marks the start of something new. A new me. A side of me that change alongside growing up. Gone were the days of anger, hate, and pretty much negative feelings, that I could almost end up killing a person. I was pretty violent, full of anguish.

Oh yes, I was totally different from what I am now and in the past. Friend whom known me from poly onwards would know the difference. I had my dark past… I gone through stuff I wish I wasn’t going through then, but now, it’s a blessing indeed to have gone through it.

With deepest thanks I can give, thank you for being my friend. Thank you for being able to accept me as who I am. And thank you for being there for me when I am at my lowest point.

To be awfully sure, I wasn’t really going to launch a thank you speech here in this post.

Almost a quarter of the year has passed. Wow.

Nicole