Day 194: Time Travel

If I could visit any time period (and if I were white and male), it would be Victorian England.

It was a period of great change, a period of endings. It was the last time the monarchy had any significant powers. It was the beginning of the end of slavery. It was a period where the world was beginning to have a sense of social responsibility for their actions. Where people were more willingly to look after the poor instead of blaming them for their circumstances.

For me the main reason I would want to live in Victorian England is because of the novels. The thought of being alive when Charlotte Bronte, Charles Dickens and George Eliot were alive is absolutely amazing. I could just imagine the dinner parties and the conversations that could have been had.

Also ice cream was invented in the Victorian Era. Honestly, what more could I want. Books, horses, conversations, an end to slavery and ice cream. Bring on the Victorian era.

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Day 193: Delays

I hate delays. I hate every form of delays, train, flights, work deadlines, I hate them all. If something is scheduled for a certain time, it should be done at a certain time. Measures should be put in place to ensure that delays are at a minimum.

Today was a beautiful day spent at the beach playing monopoly and uno. On my way back, my 2 hour journey turned to 4 hours. And not only was the time extended but so was my stress and anxiety. We had to change trains twice before finally getting on our original train. The worst part is no one could tell us why. Which I didn’t understand, so many delays but no reason to be found. I mean they could have made something up to put people at ease. Not knowing why gave me more anxiety because my mind wandered to the worst possible reasons.

My journey back home has definitely tested my patient levels today. And as usual, it is extremely low.

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Day 192: Train Ride

For the whole of today I was mentally preparing my blog for tonight. I already knew what I was going to write about and I was just perfecting it in my head when I lifted my eyes on the train ride home. And there it was, written in black and white on a poster on the train. And it made me smile, it made me want to share it with everyone else.

So I’ve decided to save my original blog idea for another day and instead share the wonderful poem that caught my eye on the train. For my daily readers, you know by now that I love Emily Dickinson, so I am very excited to share a poem that I’d never heard of until today.

My life closed twice before its close—
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me

So huge, so hopeless to conceive
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven, 
And all we need of hell.

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Day 191: Missing You

Aimlessly I walk

Searching for a purpose

All that I had is gone

Left with no direction

You were the hand

that led the way

And now I’m here alone

Trying to find myself.

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Day 190: Graduation

So today’s post is going to be shorter and sweeter than usual.

To all the summer 2019 graduates, Congratulations!!! I wish you the very best of luck in the future.

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Day 189: Rainbow

What’s on the other side of a rainbow you ask? Well that’s simple. It’s us, it’s them, it all of us together. That’s what’s there, waiting for us.

She was slightly excited to be making the journey, but she was not truly happy about it. She didn’t really want to go, she knew she’d be bored, that there’d be nothing to talk about, nothing new. But still she went, even if it was just to hear the latest family gossip, even if it was just to say she went.

She sat down, in the middle of the streets, on a bench, laptop out and typing away. Typical of them to show up late. But secretly she was glad to get some work done, to finish off this report now rather than later.

She looked up and there she was, the first one from the herd. She hadn’t changed a bit since the last time they saw each other. She looked exactly the same. She closed her laptop ready to socialise.

Soon they were all there, all 4 of them plus an unexpected guest. She couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying herself. The conversations flowed so easily, the laughter so natural. She was shocked by how much they had in common, how alike they were. This is why they were family.

She couldn’t believe the treasure that she had almost missed out on. This was what family was suppose to be. This was what was waiting on the other side of the beautiful and bright rainbow. Them, Us.

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Day 188: Motivational Poem

I am loved

I am cared for

I am brave

I am strong

I am free

I am kind

I am compassionate

I am faithful

I am treasured

I am daughter

I am sister

I am friend

I am one of a kind.

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Day 187: Cleaning

There is nothing I love more than a clean living space. I remember watching a movie on Netflix and the villain in the movie had mini robots in his apartment that do all the cleaning. And I remember watching and wishing so badly that I had those robots.

With my love for clean spaces comes my laziness and lack of desire to clean. After a long day at the office, all I want to do is come home, unwind, relax, and not clean.

In my ideal world, the robots will clean the house twice a day, not giving dust the chance to settle. They would clean every corner, every cabinet, and every unreachable space. I would walk home to a sterile environment and be able to fully relax without mentally making a note of all the cleaning I have to do.

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Day 186: Beginnings and Endings

She looked at the clock, watching as the hand ticked on to the next second. She wondered what the outcome would be. She wondered if this will finally be it. She sat there patiently waiting, along with three other women who were hoping to hear the same thing.

She imagined what her life would be like, if everything worked out. She imagined the money she’d have, the holidays she’d take, and the loans she’d pay. She imagined the house she’d live in and the car she’d drive. All the new beginnings she could have, meeting new people and seeing new places.

She imagined all the doors that would be closed if she received the news she wanted. All the people she’d have to say goodbye to, the journey she’d have to take. It’d be an end to the life she currently lived. Nothing would be the same again.

The door finally opened, and there he stood, with the attention of the whole room, he announced the decision.

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