Print from Remember Your First Love.
There are days when you get really discouraged with what you’re doing. Even if you’re pushing with all your might, things seem to leak out at the cracks.
I’m trying very hard not to delve deeper into my troubles and I’m practicing filtering what I share with people. You don’t want to seem too riled up about something when you know that it’s just part of life. Besides, all things come to an end, good things or bad.
The mantra above is what I’ve been silently chanting to myself on a daily basis. It has helped. So has dream building and being thankful for what I DO have. I think that’s a good exercise. Listing down what you’re thankful for and reciting them every morning or whenever you’re feeling down. Before you know it, all the negative thoughts have slipped away quietly from your head.
What do you do to chase the blues away?
There are days where you refuse to get out of bed. There are days where even opening your eyes to greet the day becomes such an arduous task you miss your aim at the snooze button.
But today was not that day for me. No sirree. Why?
Because I wanted to BAKE BROWNIES.
Of course, there’s nothing better in this world than to eat dessert for breakfast. Or for any meal for that matter. Or maybe that’s just me. :B
Anyway, clutching the recipe I scribbled down from Cook Like Your Grandmother, I put myself to work in the kitchen. Easy, basic recipes are the best. My philosophy in the kitchen is: the less complicated the process, the better. Therefore, it only took me a couple of ingredients and less than an hour to whip up this heavenly treat.
I switched the cocoa powder to melted dark chocolate and the chocolate chips to peanut butter chips. Unfortunately, there weren’t that many chips as a certain someone almost devoured the whole bag. Hmph.
Here’s the end result:
One of my sweethearts is in Paris for the month. As messages bounce back and forth between us, my longing to pack up and go travel has ballooned immensely. Ah, to be able to breathe in foreign air and view the Eiffel Tower up close. She showed me a picture of the Arc de Triomphe and I have to be honest, a tear or two started rolling down my face.
These feet are aching to trudge across foreign lands, these eyes are pining for fresh new sights and these lips long to part for luxurious new tasty treats. I meant food, of course. :)
It came to a point where I started filtering through AirBnB for accommodation in Europe and narrowing them down to my proposed budget and needs. Even though my finances aren’t quite fit enough for such a trip.
Nevertheless, this has indeed pushed me to work harder. This is something I really want. Scratch that. Something that I really NEED. So wish me luck that my hopes become a reality!
As usual, it’s been ages since I’ve penned an entry into this blog. Instead of making excuses, I’ll just lay out my proposal for you.
I’ll be sharing more personal thoughts on this space in addition to the usual pretty pictures and cute finds. I’ll be filing them under the ‘Journal Entries’ tab so you can separate them from the normal content. I find that writing long notes and rants quite therapeutic and considering my dwindling writing skills, I thought I’d start typing out those thoughts instead of letting them simmer in my head.
This time I promise I shall make it a point to update ever so often. :)