A Sip of Stillness
Woke up to the soft patter of rain and the warmth of coffee in hand. No rush, no noise—just quiet gratitude wrapped in a cozy morning. Let the world slow down. Let your heart breathe.
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A Sip of Stillness
Woke up to the soft patter of rain and the warmth of coffee in hand. No rush, no noise—just quiet gratitude wrapped in a cozy morning. Let the world slow down. Let your heart breathe.
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Life Irony and Shadows
It’s been long long time since the last poem I wrote.But, here is to the birth of a new one. Life indeed has a cruel sense of irony. However, I have learned not to dwell in it’s misery. I let karma do the talking as I choose peace over grudges. Time is fleeting and change never sleeps. Still, I raise a quiet cheer to the chaos because living is gold. And, I hold onto the light even in the…
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Thoughts
I've been wanting to get back on track with my personal life for some reason. I am missing someone (we haven't seen each other for a loooong time) but all of a sudden, I also missed myself. I missed myself in a sense that I haven't been posting on my stories like I usually would. I wanted to get some normalcy during my mundane days by watching series after work. I felt like somewhere during this month of October, I kind of lost myself. But maybe I feel this way because the month of September to October has been hectic as fuck and I've been stressed. I now feel the pressure of helping the team to contact people and make a sale and yet I do not know how to converse on the phone. I literally have no idea of what is the workaround and what I would say to clients. I have no training whatsoever to be doing what I've been told to do. I missed just being a content creator but I know that I won't grow just by being there. So now, I have no choice and no say but to just do. They said we would focus on buyer's acquisition but every week for this month we would have property visits which is the opposite of what they told us we should do. They say this is just a temporary thing but I do want to do everything I can to help.
Last night I had dinner with my workmate, because I want to relax and feel at ease and want to get that sense of normalcy I was talking about. And it does feel good. I just really hope I get a glimpse of "getting back on the horse." Or at least ride the wave of this new change in my routine because I want everything to be exactly the way it was, and I don't if that's a good thing or if that's just my comfort zone talking.
Big sighs,
Jianna Eloise
Is it all a farce? Am I acting like a troubled girl, attempting to manifest my most desired fantasy, to be the wronged one, the hurt one, so I can fold my arms to my chest , scowl and throw a fit and resign to feeling like I have no responsibility to my progress as I am being harrassed by things which lie outside of me. Do I receive some strange joy out of being so sad and miserable constantly? I want to get better but I've forgotten what better feels like so I try to cling to my present condition of comforting misery. If all goes wrong, I have it to blame, I've thrown my hands up on life. Maybe I am a liar afterall, like they say? A selfish evil liar. Maybe I am acting. It frightens me to think it may be plausible. I'm just being lazy and following the script of being "depressed" to run away from life. I wish that were true. That means, I can find that liar lurking in me and wrestle it and cast it away and lo! I'll be alright.
Hues of Life
“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.”Henry David Thoreau, Walden
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Hues of Life
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