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So I have been studying in Dubai for nearly three years now.

Here are a few observations I made along the way:

Feeling Stuck

I suppose everyone goes through different phases in life and it depends a lot on what’s going on around them.

Recently I have let my surrounding and the goings on get a grip on me. A suffocating grip. One that I want to be free of. Desperately.

As of late, I have fallen in love with writing again. Here I don’t mean typing or even just writing a story, but I actually mean writing. Simply taking a pen to paper and letting your thoughts flow in whichever direction they choose to go.

A hop, skip and a jump away.

What. A. Day. It’s been a lot longer than 24 hours but it feels like less and ten times more, all at the same time.

I started writing this post a few days ago when we landed in Dubai, but then I fell asleep… That just shows how tired I was. I’ve only been able to charge my laptop today after locating the proper adapter for my charger.

Tramping a Perpetual Journey…

My half packed suitcase is shaking it’s figurative head at me. I should have finished packing ages ago, but I’ve been putting it off. My curls are also unhappy that I’ve indulged the ends and let them avoid the hairdresser for over a year (Medusa is not a good look for me)…

Arabian Nights, ‘Neath Arabian Moons…

I have been a daydreamer for my entire life. It is an integral part of my personality and trickles into the essence of who I am.

One specific reverie of mine, involves opening the front door on a chilly morning in the middle of July, just like any other (ordinarily) boring day. Except this dawn would hold a bit more than a surprise.

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