I just miss putting my thoughts into words!

Been so long since i last wrote anything,and it feels so weird to put myself in front of this writing pad and find nothing to write,thoughts are a lot since my last post,things pass by so quickly that even a mind cant meditate,think and get the wisdom out of each inspirational/demotivating action that takes place in my life.

The pace by which actions take place is defiantly faster than my mind can afford,or probably my mind has been slowing down on its meditative activities since i ve been away from recording down my thoughts,or even sorting them out!

I blame myself for not being able to find enough time to write,even on a small sheet of paper..feeling like something is just 2 steps away from stabbing you in the back makes you always in -an unnecessarily- rush,and makes you walk down the road without paying attention to the small rocks that made you fall hundreds of times..

so Dear small rocks, Try not to get on my way or else...you are smashed :)
and Dear me,get done with this road,another adventure is probably on its way to you,Get ready dudette ;)

Time heals or kills?

They say time is the best healer..

This quote has always been a companion to those who find it so hard to answer or cure a restless disease of the heart or the soul..they thought probably that what time can heal via inclusion of daily life problems,actions and interactions. Meanwhile; they never thought about what really brings up the memory in your daily life,how complicated it could be if you link every single action,date,place or even person to a heartbreaking memory. And ironically time replies "Am a heater..not a healer,i boil your memories inside your brain if you link me to them,i cant help if you think am the only weapon you can use against your hyperactive state of mind-thinking"

I ve been through those times when you think time can just do it like that,and it took me a while to realize the change has to come from the inside,determination is the keyword,and time - by that moment - will become your restless sword in the face of jumping memories that never get sick of getting around every corner of your life.

Make best use of time not by living life as it is,but by going through it with an active determined soul..

Memories can never be sweet if they keep visiting you everyday..they can never be friends with you,they can only be travelers through time,never can be welcomed as your residents..or otherwise...

Time would be a serial killer & its weapon would be "Just" Memories..