Different and same rain...

 

I have always liked rain. When I was a little girl, I used to stand hours looking through the glass door, enjoying the rain. Someone told me that it’s when the sky is crying. Somehow I believed it’s true and wondered  “ what makes you cry so hard? “. I never know the answer.

Time passes by. I grow up. I still and will always like rain. However not until today did I realize that I haven’t really enjoying the rain like I did in my childhood for a long time. It’s a waste. 

Here I am, looking through the window, really enjoying the rain. The sound of the rain brings the calm in my heart.

Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing really changes but when you look back everything is different. 

It surprised me that to me different places but always same feeling when it comes to rain.

Past is a good place to visit, definitely not a good place to stay.

 

Thought in desperate moment: if I can disappear in a while to enjoy the real dissipation of worries and reality.

Thought in balance situation : no difficulty can defeat you until you give up. Problem can only be solved when be faced.

Everyone has their own stories, worries. You are not the only one enduring these. Outside, there are many people who have much more serious problems than yours. So stand up, face your problems. Then get over it, let it be the past.

Reminder of the day:

Past is a good place to visit, definitely not a good place to stay.

How can you open another door when you are still hung up on the “already closed” one.

In the end they will judge me anyway. So Whatever !!!

Sometimes I really need self-reflection to keep myself on track. If the phrase “ just need to be yourself” is just as simple as it sounds. Once in a while, I can sense the signals that I might go off track, lose a part of me. It wakes me that one can be changed without her realization. I am no exception.

I saw some shows today. Simple things helped me figure out my complicated internal part.

Outside of a girl can catch your eyes in a moment but her inside lasts in you forever. Just like a book. Who doesn’t love a beautiful cover? But if it is boring inside, do you dare saying that you can read it to the final pages. You may actually. But you must struggle to do so. While an interesting book will make you can not stop reading , its content finally makes its cover look beautiful in your eyes.

People will judge you anyway. So whatever. Just be sure that you will be like a book with great and unpredictable content regardless of your cover.