Life is complex.
Each one of us must make his own path through life. There are no self-help manuals, no formulas, no easy answers. The right road for one is the wrong road for another…The journey of life is not paved in blacktop; it is not brightly lit, and it has no road signs. It is a rocky path through the wilderness.
Fort Santiago, Intramuros
I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.
cue music, strawberry fields forever “living is easy with eyes closed. misunderstanding all you see. It’s getting hard to be someone. but it all works out. it doesn’t matter much to me.”
'There are no people in these photographs,' I respond, There are always two people: the photographer and the viewer.
You can grow up somewhere so spectacular and not realise its beauty until you’ve seen the world. 🌏
when you wake-up in the middle of the night, and you’ve got this instead of your normal wristwatch, then your siblings starts to ask you, what were you thinking last night, then you’d start to question everything else. “Yeah, what was I thinking?!”
know what you want to do, hold the thought firmly, and do every day what should be done, and every sunset will see you that much nearer to your goal.
Finally, Toby’s chai latte. One of the few things that makes me miss living in Sydney.