Not so easy. Not easy at all. So, I have two youtube channels which I'm trying to grow at the same time. One of them is more important than the other, but I spend more time on the less important one. One is a fitness channel and the other is about my new farm/homestead. It's … Continue reading Determining My Focus – Deciding Who I Am??
My heart aches. Brokenhearted, I set out on a new journey. A difficult journey, but oh, how rewarding it will be. For sure. Me and my love have decided that moving on is the best. Moving towards a happy life together, not a half life, a cursed life (yes that was a reference to Harry … Continue reading Change of plan
Ever since my dog died two years ago, I’ve been longing to get a new dog, just like anyone else would. I’ve been on the lookout, been thinking a lot about it. But… even though I found one yesterday - a cute little yorkie that I could breed with - the dictator of this house … Continue reading Sadness, But Moving Forward
This is the end, I said. Last night in my dream, I wanted to jump out of an airplane. I had gotten on it voluntarily, knowing I would suffer. The particular suffering in the dream took the shape of motion sickness, but it could've been anything. Some people from middle school were on the plane, … Continue reading I Wanted To Jump Out Of An Airplane
Or we can, but it comes with great struggle. I quit uni recently. It wasn't the first time, but it was a hard decision, one filled with fear; fear about failing and having taken the wrong decision. But life is short, I told myself. What is the point of living if you hate what you're … Continue reading I Quit Uni (again): To All Of You Who Can’t Fit In
So, I made a new YouTube channel recently, and the videos I've put out are pretty… basic and mediocre. I can't say I tried my best, and can't say I will, but I do think I did my best within reasonability. What I mean is, the best that is the pure minimum, the level that … Continue reading It’s Better To Do Something, Than To Reach Perfection.
I went to see my "husband" in Canada, and in spite of the 15 hour flight, I didn't get to rest after. First, we went to eat, and for some reason we didn't take any pics, even though we always say we'll do, for memories. Then we went to some weird "spa" place, and there … Continue reading Dream Diary #6: Sleepless Meeting IRL
