Insomnia! Who is really to blame? 

He told me I needed more hours of sleep.  There was no way I could sleep at 2 am and be up by 8am he insisted. And to him,  this idea was crazy and unhealthy. (yes, I know it’s unhealthy but it’s not me who does it. Its my brain. 😿😿😿😿😿😿)  Except, for many years…

A GOOD CATHOLIC GIRL-

  Yes! I cried at its end and I don’t even know why. But I cried. Was it the plot? The characterization or the talent showed by the cast? The cinematography or what? I don’t know. I must be overly emotional or just too good a person. Because my tears count and I loved this…

How to be happy and live long.

Having a partner who is milking you or taking your efforts for granted is even more painful. Better be wise and choose the right person.

It was raining, for I could hear the huge drops of the rain on them iron-sheets… I could feel a twinge of pain as I tried to stretch. There is a way in which like a sharp needle, the pain went straight through my back, shook me to the bone marrow, and altered my vision….

…. this feeling of love…

The universe is a vase. Where all hearts and souls dwell.  I  am lost in my musings… This feeling of love. Sits at the bottom of my heart. I can feel it in the pit of my stomach. It goes right through my gut. And holds me tight. I live in bondage. So I am…