April of last year taught us to be cautious, in the dark didn’t know what’s expected. Anxiety, confused, isolated, and daunting, prepare for the worst the world’s calling. . April of this year anticipate promises, cherry blossoms bloom gracefully tempt kisses. Days are brighter as lockdown eases, longing for freedom everyone misses.
Thoughts
An act of love or suspicion?
The perfect sunny day in London pretty much lightens my mood. Unlike yesterday’s cold and gloomy sky, my motivation to write is literally lifted from doomed. Reflecting how surroundings can affect our motivation to do something, perhaps they all start with mind adaptation. Born and bred in Asia, relocating to London is a game changer…
Step up or step back?
Often we are encouraged to step up and take the lead in overcoming challenges. The more exposed we are, the more we learn, and the wiser we become. Understanding what are the challenges, how to overcome them, and taking actions are all imperative. Unfortunately, not many would like to conquer them all. Some love dwelling…
Am I writing enough?
It has been three years since Frames of Life Blog was established. At the beginning, I was disciplined and assertive in writing three to four posts per week. A commitment I made to myself, website was buzzing, and momentum was rising. Since the world has gone into on and off lock-downs, remote working has taken…
Thinking out loud.
Latest news of the day: The UK government decided to extend furlough scheme until September. I find it hard to imagine not working for months. Thinking about those who have been furloughed for months since last year, I would go crazy if I am asked to stay home without much opportunity to optimise my brain…
Knowing me, knowing you.
Do you take interest in knowing about people around you? Do you know what they are doing, or at least care about their interest and what they are good at? I have family, relatives, and friends who don’t know what I am doing. But I know exactly what they are doing. My classmate reminded me…
The beginning to everything.
Every experience starts from somewhere. Even a baby goes through milestones before reaching toddler’s stage. Without that first bold move, there will be no moments to share, and no story to tell. According to Tom Stafford, humans are curious in nature. We are capable of absorbing so much more from our environment with extended childhood….
Cottage by the park.
Writing, sketching, painting… open doors to creative world. “There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.” – Friedrich Schiller
Hey, August.
You were here when I came into this world. Like the sun, often inviting. Like a lion, roars like there is no other. A woman of substance, not easily impressed. Like the gem of peridot, instils power. Like a bar of gold, genuine with a noble heart. An accomplishment thus far. Like an eight, a…
Morning X.
Morning sun rises, with pride and confidence. Dawn chorus is heard, as Robins defend their territory. Sleepy snail grapples, for extra minutes. Dragging his muscular foot, to begin the day. Photo by chefswifediary