To See If It Fits

“He was like the flesh and blood equivalent of a DKNY dress.You know it’s not your style, but it’s right there, so you try it on anyway." -Sex and the City-

100 Days of Happiness # Day 1

I was tired of feeling sorry for myself over the whole break-up phase that I was going through. Yes so he broke my heart. But like a dear friend will always say ' nobody dies of a broken heart'. I'm still breathing.

I've passed the bawling my eyes out phase, the missing-you-wish-you-were-here phase, the anger phase and finally the phase where I am just exhausted of being sad.

So I'm embarking on a 100 Days of Happiness project.  To remind myself to be thankful for the many other wonderful things that life is sending my way.

Happiness is a choice. I need to remember that.

Day #1

A short work trip to Kuching. As the plane flew me home, I was happy and contented to be up in the clouds. 

Write My Story

“I believe in writing your own story.” ― Charlotte Eriksson

People write for a number of reasons.

We write to share our happy moments, to laugh at the eccentricities of life and sometimes..to let go of the pain inside.

Sometimes we write for ourselves, putting our thoughts into words and sometimes we write for others, hoping that they would read between the lines.

Today, I write because I need to find myself again, to rekindle that passion and I write because I want to remind myself that its's always darkest before the dawn.

I refuse to end this chapter on a negative note. Allow me to chase that morning ray. To see beyond the darkness. I want to write of happy endings because I used to believe in happy endings.

Would you be willing to read what I have to write?

Excuse me while I go chase that morning ray or that mythical end of the rainbow with the pot of gold.

Wait for my story..as I will be reading yours.