Yesterday there was some issue in the water lines of my house due to which there was no water in taps for the entire day.

So we had to purchase 19 litre bottles from the supermarket. Last night when I went to bed my mind started ticking like it always does. I was thinking how blessed am I to have access to clean drinking water 24/7. Also the fact that I wouldn’t have thought of this blessing if the water lines didn’t block.

This reveals an interesting fact about the human species. We do not realize the worth of something till we no longer have it. Here is an excercise for my readers: take mental notes of the numerous blessings you have everyday. In a few days you will start being more grateful for your life.

Even though our lines blocked, we still had the option to purchase from the…

I saw Lion King as a child but some messages from the movie stuck to me. One of them being:

“the past can hurt. But you can either run from it or learn from it”

Besides yourself, who has the power to influence your mood?

I wrote a post about labels this month, and my first way keep labels from working against you was to mix them up, because we’re individuals and our labels shouldn’t read them same as everyone else’s. The truth is I feel like a lot of people generify themselves so they can fit into a nice little package, whether they’re chasing a brand, an aesthetic, or simply want to be more liked.

I’ve noticed that a lot of my hobbies and loves let me fit into a neat little package, then when people get to know me they’re knocked off their feet by one of my more obscure fascinations or hobbies, not because they’re that rare, but because they never would have placed them with me. They only had a surface level reading of me and there’s always much more going on under the surface. We’re all like this, none…

I’m on social media a lot, it’s a big part of my marketing job, and because of that I spend a lot of time looking at peoples bios. Social media bios have always been interesting to me because there is limited space and people normally try to condense a whole lot of themselves into them. They normally rely heavily on labels.

I have a love/hate relationship with labels. I love certain ones that express my hobbies. Throwing the “novelist” label up in my Twitter bio made me feel official, even if I haven’t had one of them published yet. I felt somewhat vindicated my hard work- I’ve written seven books, I have the right to call myself that. These kinds of labels are easy to grab at, they’re wonderful and they accurately portray how we’re using our time. They’re personal, that’s what we identify as. They define us and our…